This was No*ah's reaction when we told him his cousin Zo*e had been born. He went and got two of his "babies" and carried them around for a long while. I think that to him, babies are supposed to come in pairs. A couple of times when reading a book about a boy, he's asked "where the brother is".
This is Oliv*er noticing with delight that he gets to eat "brokkwi" for lunch. He so loves it that sometimes he'll pick the cheese off of it before cramming it into his mouth.
No, No*ah isn't terribly ill, he just also enjoys the "green trees".
If you look closely, there is a rather dramatic difference in eating style between our boys.
No*ah does need to put his knee back down where it belongs, but at least most of his breakfast actually made it into his mouth and not onto his lap. He's always been a fastidious eater, also packing away roughly 20 or so percent more food than his brother and still ending up about 4 pounds lighter. I think he just burns more energy.
On Easter, about an hour before we left for Jo*el's parents' house for dinner, No*ah saw the strip of sunlight on the kitchen floor and said "makes a road!" It was, in his eyes, perfect for his little cars.
That attracted Oli*ver, but the road disappeared when he crouched over it with one of his cars.
Both boys found this very confusing...
At Jo*el's suggestion, they both scooted over to the other side and proceeded to drive their cars up and down.
When they got bored of that, they sat in the booster seats that were waiting to be put in the car and demanded supper. All day long they invent games together like this. How do people ever keep singletons with no siblings yet entertained?
Maybe they eventually have to come over and play with their cousins!
This past weekend, Jo*el had some extra time off, so we packed it in as a family. On Saturday, the boys got haircuts (no tears, but only Oli*ver wanted a lollipop), then we went and got our weekly stash of board books from the library, and then we went to Vina in St. Pa*ul to eat. The boys were very good and we all enjoyed it. Going out to eat together isn't something we've done a ton of until recently. It's not always easy, or at least terribly enjoyable, to have a 1:1 ratio in that type of situation, but it is getting so much easier, so it was a nice feeling to just go out to eat like that. We also can't expect them to learn to behave in a restaurant if they never eat in one.
On Easter morning, I took the boys with me to Fa*ith Church, and Jo*el played at Bryn Maw*r Church. Every year, it never fails to amaze me that even as we get all spiffed up for Easter and show up in our finest clothes and freshly scrubbed faces to hear the Good News, the story we hear on Easter is of Christ first revealing his resurrection to a lowly woman, revealing to us most clearly that all are welcome at His table.
We had a very relaxing and delicious meal at Kath*y and Ste*ve's together with Mar*k and Meag*an that evening. We hope you all had as enjoyable and meaningful an Easter together as we did.
