1. We have had to sign incident reports at daycare nearly every day this week. Cora has been in trouble twice for biting (unprovoked - she's just teething), and James got into a scuffle over a toy (and the other kid pushed him - he has 2 lovely scrapes/bruises on his forehead where he hit the bookshelf).
2. James doesn't like to rat out his friends. Daycare policy is to not discuss the "other kid" when incidents occur. Or, at least not to tell the hurt child's parents who is to blame (because I always ask who James or Cora hit/bite/push so I can ask if they are OK and tell them sorry). So out of curiosity, since James is so good about telling us all about his day lately ("I go down the BIG slide!", "I play with Coltin/Caden/Gabriel", "I fall down", "I made a BIG poop!", etc.), we asked him who pushed him. His answer? "No Gabriel push. No Coltin push. No Caden push. No fall DOWN!" My money's on Gabriel ;-)
3. We have had some very strange conversations with James on the way home from daycare this week. He tells us about all sorts of things. At one point the other day, I got confused by his convoluted story (something about how he fell down, and Coltin fell down, and Gabriel didn't fall down, then Gabriel fell down, and then nobody fell down) and asked him what really happened. He answered me with a "Huh?" Exactly buddy. (Perhaps he's been pushed more than once this week? That would explain the other new bruise on his head...)
4. James is talking nonstop. And he's repetitive. And bossy. And he whines. In the past week, the most common phrases we heard were: "Juice mama! Juice! Juuuice! No, cho-kit milk. I want CHO-KIT milk!", "Cracker! Want one! Need a cracker!", "Play horsey? Mama get UP. My play horsey!!", "I pick you up!" (His way of "asking" to be picked up... no matter how many times we correct him, he STILL says it like this), "Watch choo-choo? Watch TV? No dine-saurs, watch trains. No CHOO-CHOO! Watch monkey! Watch Curi George!", "Go OUT-side! My paint in the OUT-side!", and my favorite... "No go potty. I don't poop." (his antibiotics are messing with his insides, and potty trips have been a bit of a battle lately because of it). On the bright side, at least he can easily and clearly let us know what he wants these days...
5. We thought we had avoided any nasty
poop-tasting incidents with Cora, since she is a wise 14-months-old already. We were wrong. During naked time the other night she was too quiet, and when Jay found her, there was poop on the floor. And on her finger. And you can guess where else. Needless to say, she had two baths that night. And a good teeth scrubbin'.
Sorry to leave you on such a foul note (pun intended). Go back and look at the picture at the top of the post, and remember how cute she is. There. Feel better?
Happy LONG weekend to everyone!