March 2015

April 1st, 2015

Mar 1: H looked at B’s t-shirt, which shows 2 birds chewing gum. One is blowing a huge bubble, and the other’s bubble has popped all over its face. “Yucky,” he said. “Up. Pop.”

Mar 2: H really enjoys the Froggy and Harold and the Purple Crayon books.

Mar 8: H really enjoyed MadLibs about poop and pee tonight. He said “big” and grabbed the most enormous slice of pizza. Since we checked out Froggy Builds a Tree House the kids have wanted pizza three nights a week.

Mar 10: there have been a bunch of times in the last few days that I’ve gone to the bathroom or the like, and when I have come out, Hunter is naked in the garden. Yesterday I let him stay that way for a while, until after my next run in for the laundry I found him being hosed down inside a tomato cage. Today I asked him why he took his clothes off and he said YEAH!

Mar 13: The weather has been all over the place. During the cold last week Hunter turned the ceiling¬†¬†fans on multiple times a day. If you turned one off he would walk right back over to the switch and turn it on again. Finally it got hot, pushing 90, and Bill turned the fans on. H walked straight over and turned them off. Repeatedly. “Hunter, can you please leave the fan in?” We asked. He replied, “Me.”

March 14: I was holding Hunter in the kitchen when the stove timer went off. “What do you think that timer is for?” I asked him, having completely forgotten. “Beeping.”

Mar 15: Hunter was tooling around in the master suite while I did some packing. At some point he climbed up into Bill’s sink and proceeded to give himself a long, leisurely bath. Then he stood up and started rummaging through the medicine cabinet. I just stopped him from squirting eye drops on his penis. Next he peed into the sink in a big arc.

Mar 20: A little while after I came home from a morning dental appointment, I asked Katya what she did with Bill. “Um…he went to work.”

Mar 22: Hunter said “White!” when asked if he wanted to wear his white sweatshirt, and again when he saw Apple White.

Mar 23: Here we thought H was getting all his colors down with no effort in anybody’s part, when he spent several weeks insisting that all things were “weh-woe”–yellow.

Mar 25: H climbed the stairs himself saying, “Walking. Room.” When the secret room door was latched he told me, “Pop! Pop!” Once he got inside, he giggled, shut the door, and yelled, ” ME!”

Mar 26: Hunter was outraged when K and I left the text-heavy museum of disABILITY main room and wanted to take a turn in the Invacar. “READ!” he yelled and pointed toward the door.

Mar 27: Hunter discovered the great-grandparents’ Meals on Wheels stash of small cartons of milk. He drank a bunch through a straw and then said, “Mommy.”

Mar 28: At the Father Baker museum, H lifted a souvenier coin, and made a break for it to the front of the church. B figured out that he wanted to drop in the the slot and light a candle.

Mar 30: All legs of the trip to and from NY handled fairly gracefully. On the 5 hour flight from NY to Vegas H crawled all the way under the seat in front of him, and hid some stuff there. There was a little jumping on the seat and whooping. On our late arrival, Katya located 2 suitcases herself, without prompting, hauled them off the conveyor, and rolled them across the lobby to where I was holding her sleeping brother.

Mar 31: In summary, K was most into Ever After High and the Grimmtastic books this month. Hunter was most into frogs, the Froggy books, the iPad, and the roller coaster.

 


One Response to “March 2015”

  1. Carey on April 23, 2015 8:39 am

    Alex,
    Nothing makes me happier than reading about what has been happening with your family. It always makes me smile… thank you for that. You are such a great mom. I miss and love you.

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