Monday, November 29, 2010

Counting

Guinness is talking non stop: he commentates as he walks around. "Up" (as he climbs on the bed) "down" (as he comes off) "TV broken" (our bedroom TV isn't hooked up to cable), "Sleep"; he loves to come to my bedroom and just lie down.

Tonight we counted. We were going to downstairs on the elevator, ad I was saying 1 2 3,, 1 2 3, and then he said with no prompting four. So I said five. He said six. I said seven, he said eight. Crazy right?

Sunday, November 21, 2010

This weekend

Pulled over the shoe rack in the porch wrestling with an umbrella.

Got the sugar bowl down and was eating sugar (and spilling sugar EVERYWHERE) Who likes walking on sugar, anyone?

Threw sand on a complete stranger at the park

Borrowed every single shovel in the sandbox today at the park

Threw the communion tray down (ok, this one I didn't see because I was in the big service but I heard it through the wall)

Colored his leg and abdomen

Colored the sofa

Put the Mr. Clean toothbrush I was using to clean the sofa in his mouth

Bit the ear piece off Daddy's headphones



In less destructive news he learned what a sheep days, and and can say some very sweet few word phrases: More Please! and when you ask him 'How are you?' he says, Good!

Sunday, November 14, 2010

This week

He was messing around with the vacum cleaner today, and he when he pushed the power button and it vrooooomed to life he jumped about 10 feet back. Ha ha, it was so funny! Wish I had a video camera pointed at him!

Yesterday he ate fallen taco meat from the dustpan and my deoderant. He loves toothpatse, too, and we are constantly chasing him out of our bathroom. Oh, and in the bathroom he loves to grab the toilet brush. I have to throw out his toothbrush today because he threw it on the floor and then grabbed the toilet brush and although I didn't see any contact, I just can't in good conscience give it back to him. Like he'd notice.

He's been healthy for a week. I should run get his immunizations done...

Monday, November 1, 2010

So tired...

He was so tired today after supper that he went to his room, crawled up on a chair and into his crib, and went to sleep :)

Of course he is tired from CRYING most of the night. Ugg, trip to the doctor because we are hopefully not going to have a repeat of that. Doctor did a chest Xray because his breathign looked and sounded bad and its almost pnemeunia but not quite, so thats good. The ear drum doens't look good either but he thinks he bumped his ear or something and its not and infection so that is good too. Got the regular regime of cough syrup, decongestant, exportant, and tylenol.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Maybe it will be funny one day...

Today Guinness literally ripped the door off of one of our cupboards.

We have a (custom order) buffet thing that we keep the water cooler, microwave, and coffee machine on, Inside it is storage space we desperately need because our kitchen is so tiny. We have to keep the handles tied shut so he doesn't go in and muck everything up, and today he pulled so hard at the rope that he ripped the hinge right out of the wood.

Chris was so mad. I am pretty mad, too because it was nice furniture that we spent lots of money on AND we need it. Thats why we spent money on it. Oh, Guinness.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

AHH!

ONly 18 months old, but have the terrible twos begun?

If he doesn't get his way he yells and cries. Refuses to sit in his high chair. Fussy and whiny. Trying my patience!!!

No, I will not let you throw the iPod on the floor. No, I will not let you run with a chopstick in your mouth. No, you can't play with scissors. No. No. No. No.

I don't think our house is that dangerous, I think he has a knack for finding danger. And really, it is an apartment. There are only so many places to keep things that are more than 4 feet off the ground. And he can open doors now...

Did I mention that he escaped from childcare in Taichung? They have babysitting at our professional learning meetings there so the spouses can participate in some activities, and when I went to get Guinness for lunch the lady said, 'Well he was here a minute ago but when we opened the door to let someone in he must have run out because he isn't here now.' Ummm, great. So typical.

(I wasn't really worried because I knew a lot of people we knew were milling about and that he was probably out playing. Also, it was an enclosed campus area, not like he escaped into a mall or a road. Just a bunch of teachers having lunch. I felt bad because I knew the worker searching for him probably felt terrible!)

Redeeming moments: How he says, 'Bye Steve!' to Blues CLues, and asks for 'George?' (as in Curious). He sits and reads books to himself, and loves pirates. (Arrrr!) He slept with his two big plastic dinosaurs the night before last. (ta de kong long). And he started saying 'bonk' when he bumps something, or 'broken' when, well, when something is broken.

We need to get pictures done soon.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Boys...

So Gemma and I were making the ponies hair beautiful by adding clips and things, and Guinness came by to check it out. I suggested putting a clip on him, grabbed a little rooster tail in the front and gave him a unicorn horn. What does Guinness do? Feel his head to find the clip, pull it out, put it in his mouth and run away, squealing in delight. What a stinker.

He is running a lot lately, which is so scary because he gets going so fast a major wipeout is inevitable. He ran down the hallway on Friday and turned the corner to Gemma's room so hard he missed the opening and ran full on into the frame. Ouch!