Can I have one?

On Shabbos, I lifted my shirt to ask AM (now 14 months) if he wanted to nurse. I usually nurse him in my bed privately in the mornings or before going to sleep, but my husband was davaning at hashkamah minyan so I was out of be supervising both AM and PJ (now 4). PJ saw me do this and asked, "Mommy, what's that brown thing under your shirt?" I replied it was a bra which is underwear for breasts for Mommies. PJ then asked if he could have one too. Not sure what to tell him I suggested he put on an undershirt because that's what boys wear instead. Luckily for me he agreed and went to his drawer to find an undershirt.

Lawning her moe!

Last week PJ was looking out our front window. "Look, Chris is lawning her moe."
And he didn't even realize what he had just said. :)

I was a good boy so I treated myself to some raisins

A couple of Shabbosim ago, my husband and I were desperate for a nap, we put AM down but PJ was not interested. I told him he could stay up and play if he entertained himself and played quietly. We all woke an hour later and all was fine. When we were putting him to bed I asked him what he had played with while we were asleep. He told us he "wandered around and looked at stuff." I asked him if he had a snack, a cookie or something. He told us he ate a prune and "raisins because I was a good boy." I love the fact that (1) he fed himself, (2) he owned up to eating and (3) raisins are a treat! (I was also relieved that he had not gotten into the cookies.)

Bye bye

This morning when I dropped AM at his classroom, I filed out his paperwork and as I went to leave he reached for me for a hug. I gave him a hug and he proceeded to wave "bye bye" to his teacher. Nice try AM!

Enough!

The other night we put PJ to bed and AM was still up and crawling on the floor. AM found a music toy, which we did not take away and he happily played with it for several minutes. The we heard the door upstairs open. PJ: If I hear that one more time...!
I guess I know what I sound like now. :)

thoughts about PJs future

PJ's class has been having a unit on community helpers and different parents have gone in to talk about their jobs. PJ told me this week that when he grows up he wants to be an architect. (He also tells me what kind of car he is going to buy when he is 20 (Honda Odyssey), which girl from his class he is planning on marrying(shall remain nameless), and what he is going to teach to his younger brother AM. The most interesting skill he told us he is going to teach AM is to use the potty.) I love to hear his thoughts!

moving and eating

AM (10 months old) has grown his first four teeth in the past three weeks, can move forward (pull and belly flop) and pull to stand. He has been busy and keeps up on our toes!

figuring out kosher

We have been talking with PJ about keeping kosher, and that some kosher food is milk, other food is meat or parve. He goes to a Jewish preschool but not everyone there is Jewish or religious. We went to a birthday party for one of his classmates where we knew the birthday cake would be kosher, but we weren't sure about the rest of the food. I spoke to PJ in the car about needing to ask me before he ate anything to see if it was kosher and I was very proud that he listened even when I told him he couldn't eat the pizza or cheese curls. He must be thinking about it, because he asks whether meals we are having are milk or meat (to figure out if he can have a cup of milk with his dinner.) He was also telling me about a discussion he was having with one of his classmates to figure out if their house is kosher, but my suspicion is that any answer he got was more about the other students ignorance than what actually goes on at their house.

Parent teacher conferences

Yesterday we had parent teacher conferences for PJ. The teachers had filled out a detailed evaluation form, which had PJ checked off as developmentally proficient in all areas. It did not his tendency to demand and need to be reminded to handel his anger well, which we have been working on at home too.

The part of the conference where I shlepped nachas was when his teacher said he tells them elborate stories. When I asked for an example she told me that after he came to school from the dentist he stood up at circle time and gave a blow by blow description for the whole class. The teacher then siad this started a trend that every child tells of their experience of going to the dentist and it has become an eciting thing to share. One parent apparently told her that her child was not scared of the dentist because she heard all about it at school already. We had spent a lot of time prepping PJ before he went to the dentist as I describe here <dentist> I was very happy we have helped other children in PJ's class not be scared of going to the dentist!

shorts of PJ

short stories from PJ for last week:

I was drinking vanilla and chocolate soy milk for a while. My doctor allowed me to drink regular milk again recently. The other day while AM was nursing, PJ asked, "Mommy, is AM drinking chocolate or vanilla?"

PJ's teacher told me a cute story last week. In the afternoon at school, PJ was hungry and asked his teacher for a snack. She replied that she couldn't go to the kitchen to get one because she had to watch all the children. PJ's reply, "It's ok. I'll watch them for you." My 3 year old thinks he can be in charge...

Rabbi PJ

Over this past weekend, PJ decided he was going to be Rabbi PJ. He then designated the baby to be Rabbi baby AM and decared he was going to give a speech. He went out into the other room, to "shul". The speech we overheard went something like this, "um... ok... yeah!" He came back to tell us that there was no one in shul, which he then modified to be "only girls."

It is interesting to see what three year olds think people do for their jobs.

However, I can't say I am disappointed that he is playing "Rabbi."

My mommy likes your food!

This past weekend we were away staying at friends for Shabbos. After PJ finished lunch he asked to go play. He had eaten everything on his plate and so I told him he should go and tell our hostess, "I liked the food." Dutifully, he walked over the hostess and announced, "My mommy thinks your food is delicious."

We all were rolling on the floor laughing.