Hilarious

In church today Amelia was reading a Bible book called "Joseph and the Splendid Coat" and she turned to this page and innocently asks me, "Mom, is this a bag of poop?" She was pointing to the bag of fluffy cotton looking material under the words.







I was shocked for a few reasons. One, she said it so loud I'm sure anyone who heard it wondered what we talk about in our house. Two, what is her perception of poop? Three, why on earth would anyone fill a bag with poop and why would we be learning about it in the BIBLE????
After I defensively said no, I was stumped myself to try and explain what exactly was in this bag. Then I just tried my best to laugh silently as I reflected on how hilarious this conversation was.

Up

Amelia went to her first movie in the theater today. She saw the movie UP with Philip (but she refers to it as the Russell movie). She was so excited she could hardly contain herself, but she managed to say goodbye, then run back in to Ben and say, "Bye buddy, I'm going to see the Russell movie and you stay here with mom." I think she was rubbing it in. After she walked out I had a little tinge of jealousy that Philip was going to get to spoil her and see all her excitement without me. Phil said she was good, but insisted on sitting on his lap the whole time because it was dark and loud. He had to keep her quiet by popping jelly beans in her mouth. After the movie ended, Phil said she clapped her hands and told him that she really liked it. She waved goodbye to Russell. He was relieved. When she came home she had lots to say about it and lots to act out for us including showing me how dogs run. The first thing she said to Ben, "I saw the Russell movie. Remember buddy?" Love how she won't let him forget her rubbing it in. Maybe she was annoyed that he wasn't offended by her rubbing so she kept saying it until he got it. It was fun for all of us and I was so happy when later she said, "Mom can I see the Russell movie again with you." I just about went out the door right then and there.

Ben's walking!!!

Ben has been taking some steps around on his own. He thinks it's hilarious and he's completely fearless about it. With Amelia, she was a little chicken and needed a lot of bribing at first, so you can imagine my surprise when I saw him just letting go of the couch and walking 2 steps to the nearest chair. He's pretty resourceful. If there's no chair, he just uses the walls. Let me tell you, he goes EVERYWHERE now. But he's very happy about it. The first video is out of focus, but it is the best one, so you'll have to deal with the blur. (sorry) The second one is his wall walking and you'll have to mute it or prepare to be annoyed and/or throw up a little in your mouth because of my over enthusiastic baby talking.

Jumping J

Annoyances

So why is it that when random strangers see that I have a boy and a girl their automatic response is, "so you're done". Last time I checked, there isn't a rule about how many children I can have. And what bothers me the most is since I have one of each, people just assume I wouldn't need anymore? So if Ben had been a girl, would people be saying the same thing or would I be getting comments like, "do you want to have a boy", as if magically I am capable of producing and rearing 3 children and I am no longer crazy for having more than 2 kids. FYI there is very little you can do to control the sex of your baby unless you want to pay for some very expensive and morally questionable procedures, so getting pregnant in hopes of having the opposite sex is still no gaurantee people. I think asking me how many kids I want is a perfectly normal and acceptable question and I am more than happy to share my answer even with perfect strangers. But assuming that you know me and then guilting me into not wanting more children (yes, a woman once told me that "you know in China, you would be considered rich because you have both a girl and a boy" as if I should be grateful and stop while I am ahead) is lame. They are so cute. How can you not love them. And although I am not super interested at this moment in having more kids, I reserve the right to change my mind and I don't want my 3rd child to feel like they are a curse on my house.

Ben's vampire teeth

Those top front teeth finally have popped thru, but before then he has some cute little vampire teeth.

Shell

Yesterday we went to the beach and Amelia loves to comb the sand for sticks, shells, rocks and any other things she can find. She brought me back her little mitt of treasures and was telling me about them. As she handed me a shell she said, "I found aunt shell, you need to talk to her mom?". (My sister's name is Rachelle and we talk on the phone a lot) The part I loved best was today when she was recapping it all to Phil, she said it again, including the part that I should talk on the phone to a shell.
Ben loves the sand a little too much. I had to give him a cracker to stop eating it.