Breakfast and Hair Dryers.
Well, I never thought that I would have something to write this early (I have been up for a couple hours, but come on, it is early).
Let me just preface, Ryan feels a compulsive need to mimic or imitate almost everything that Holly does, good or bad. Most of the time this is a good thing, because Holly is very well behaved most of the time. This morning, however, we ran into a interesting and frankly maddening situation.
Holly and Ryan and I were eating breakfast. Simple and yummy, cereal: Corn Chex and Marshmellows and Stars. Holly must have been a little distracted, she is still a little congested and stuffy, but right as Michelle was leaving Holly accidentally spilled her bowl. All the sudden I hear "Help, Daddy, milk!" She had spilled about half of her remaining milk and cereal and then somehow managed to right the bowl saving what was left. I ran in from handing Michelle her coffee, and grabbed a couple of dish towels and started mopping up. Now if this was it I would have to say it wouldn't be interesting enough for me to write about it here, but......
Ryan dumped out the entire contents of his full bowl of milk and cereal onto the dining room table! He saw what happened to Holly, and didn't realize that it was an accident and wanted to do the same thing as she did. I wish I had the presence of mind to grab the camera and take a couple of pictures, but needless to say, I was not thinking of it as particularly amusing until some time a little later.
The other funny thing that happened was after everyone had gotten dressed, and the furnace was running, Holly was sitting near one of the heat registers and felt the hot air blowing on her. She then leaned down and said that it felt just like a hair dryer on her head. Cute.
The last funny thing that I will get to this morning (besides the fact that they are both sitting on my lap, watching me type) when Holly got up this morning she was telling us about how the "ABC's on her clock keep changing." Because it was first thing in the morning it took us a few seconds to realize that she was talking about the LED numbers on her clock, and that she sees and processes that the numbers are changing over time. It struck me as a little advanced for a 3 year old.
Well, that it for now, I hope the rest of the day is a little more calm.....
Let me just preface, Ryan feels a compulsive need to mimic or imitate almost everything that Holly does, good or bad. Most of the time this is a good thing, because Holly is very well behaved most of the time. This morning, however, we ran into a interesting and frankly maddening situation.
Holly and Ryan and I were eating breakfast. Simple and yummy, cereal: Corn Chex and Marshmellows and Stars. Holly must have been a little distracted, she is still a little congested and stuffy, but right as Michelle was leaving Holly accidentally spilled her bowl. All the sudden I hear "Help, Daddy, milk!" She had spilled about half of her remaining milk and cereal and then somehow managed to right the bowl saving what was left. I ran in from handing Michelle her coffee, and grabbed a couple of dish towels and started mopping up. Now if this was it I would have to say it wouldn't be interesting enough for me to write about it here, but......
Ryan dumped out the entire contents of his full bowl of milk and cereal onto the dining room table! He saw what happened to Holly, and didn't realize that it was an accident and wanted to do the same thing as she did. I wish I had the presence of mind to grab the camera and take a couple of pictures, but needless to say, I was not thinking of it as particularly amusing until some time a little later.
The other funny thing that happened was after everyone had gotten dressed, and the furnace was running, Holly was sitting near one of the heat registers and felt the hot air blowing on her. She then leaned down and said that it felt just like a hair dryer on her head. Cute.
The last funny thing that I will get to this morning (besides the fact that they are both sitting on my lap, watching me type) when Holly got up this morning she was telling us about how the "ABC's on her clock keep changing." Because it was first thing in the morning it took us a few seconds to realize that she was talking about the LED numbers on her clock, and that she sees and processes that the numbers are changing over time. It struck me as a little advanced for a 3 year old.
Well, that it for now, I hope the rest of the day is a little more calm.....
posted by Tim @ 12:44 PM
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