Thanksgiving Weekend Pics (we did eat, even though there is no proof in the pics)

Logan getting congratulated by his cousin after scoring his first touchdown.

Digging.  

Hiking.  This spot was a bit precarious with a two-year old.  I caved to the peer pressure of my cool uncles though and took Logan up this narrow steep passage.  Luckily, we didn't fall to our deaths.

Huddle.

More football.

If Your Baby

ever climbs up into a very high cupboard, using his high chair as a ladder; so he can eat a bottle of these,

you can call poison control.  

Their number is 1-800-222-1222.  They are wonderful.  They will tell you that lots of iron isn't good for babies, and it can make their tummies bleed.  They will keep calling you for several days to check up on your little one. 

Luckily, the smart folks who made these very tasty dino vitamins knew that they better keep the total iron content low enough that it wouldn't kill babies who ate the whole bottle.  It would just make them a little bit sick.

Meet the Newest Member of our Family

Notice his fancy, dangley, carefully-crafted earring.  Compliments to my sister-in-law for that special touch.

Does anyone have name suggestions?

Yesterday Morning Logan's Cousin Came Over to Play

We missed a really darling picture of them both pretending to be asleep in Logan's bed.  George cooperated when we asked them to re-stage the cute scene.  Logan didn't.

This Morning...

Logan: "Mom, is George coming over today?"

Mom: "No, not today."

Logan: "Oh, crap."

Play Kitchen

Sometimes Logan pretends to prepare food for me.  He stands behind his toy box and uses it as a counter.  Today he asked me for my order, which he normally prepares promptly.

Me: Can I have some strawberries?

Logan: No

Me:  How about bananas?

Logan: I don't have any.

Me: Do you have any apples?

Logan: I don't have those either.

Me: Pizza?

Logan: No pizza.

Me: What can you make for me?

Logan: Coconut Extract

Me: Smile.  

What a well-trained child.  In two short years he has learned the secret of a gourmet chef!

Who Said Two is Terrible?

Logan loves kangaroos.  Sometimes he asks if he can sit in my pouch.  That means he wants me to sit cross legged and let him sit on my lap.

When I do something he wants me to do he smiles and says, "Yes!  Good job!"

Sometimes he makes up words and asks me to repeat them syllable by syllable.  He always praises me after I repeat them correctly.

He is "reading books" to himself and to me.  He has the text memorized in some of his books, which he recites.  In others, he makes up the story as he goes along.  Even if he is saying "made up" words, he still says them slowly and pretends to sound them out.

He is also still calling Santa Claus, Noah.  I just can't correct it.  I love it.

By Request

Some of you have asked that I post the reasons why I didn't like Where the Wild Things Are.  To be clear, I think it would be a fine movie for adults to see.  I may have enjoyed it more if I hadn't seen it with Logan.  It was free from language/sex.  There were a few intense emotional scenes but no violence.  My main problem was that it was marketed as a children's movie, but it did not appeal to children.

Here it is in short:

1.  It was very gloomy.  There are very few laughs.

2.  The movie is about everyone's "issues".  Max and the Wild Things and everyone else all have "issues".

3.  Out of control behavior from children is presented as acceptable.

4.  There are some dark intense scenes that are frightening for young children.  We took Logan out for part of the movie.

If anyone has seen it and has an opinion to share, I would love to hear it.

Do Yourself a Favor

Don't bother going to see this one with your kids.  We saw the movie last night.  I won't subject you to the oration my family had to listen to about all of the reasons why.  If you insist on seeing it, wait until it comes out in the Redbox.

More Love and Logic

Another jewel from my studying this week:

Parents of young children should allow them to make mistakes and learn from them.  Every mistake is an opportunity to learn.  The price tag of learning from mistakes made by a three year old, is much lower than the price tag of learning paid by a 20 year old.  

Comment of the Day

Today we were walking through Lowe's.  Logan saw a huge blow up statue of Santa and Mrs. Claus.  He became very excited and said, "Look, there is Noah and his sister!"

Runner up comment of the day:

"Mom, my nose smells runny."