My Mom was worried about doing the halfway pick-up and drop-off tomorrow due to the ominous weather reports coming in. That, and her major organs were shutting down to accommodate the extra energy required to watch our kids. So, Paul drove us both out to Gulfport tonight to meet my Dad… who handed over the kids. They’re baaaack!
On Tuesday night, my Dad took Will to see the “Horton hears a Who” movie. (Paul: “You saw ‘Horton hires a H… nevermind.”) Upon entering the movie-plex, Will turns to my Dad and says, “OH, PapPap… I smell some DELICIOUS POPCORN in here!” Tricky little rascal, that one. So, Will tells us, he and PapPap watched the movie — with popcorn AND A SODA!! Will reminded us of both (the popcorn and THE SODA!!) once every 10 minutes during the entire ride home. The SODA was always discussed by Will in all caps.
Kate is covered in boo-boos which require band-aids. These are microscopic boo-boos, which no one else can see. But don’t try to tell her that she’s fine. She’ll say OWWWWEEEE over and over again until that band-aid is applied.
Will told us that he couldn’t brush his teeth tonight because he had been at Granna and PapPap’s for SO LONG that he didn’t remember WHERE the bathroom was in our house!! Luckily, Paul and I, senile as we’re getting, managed to remember for him.
Kate is talking more and more. In general we understand about half of what she says, mostly because almost half of her speech is the word “MY.” Examples from tonight include:
“My Bath” (The tub in Granna and PapPap’s bathroom)
“My Daddy’s Phone” (Paul’s cell phone)
“My Baby” (Her name for herself)
Kate slept in both nights at my parents’ house. She also went down to sleep easily and slept through the night.
She has never done any of the above in our home.
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