I’m not a door!
Posted on August 16th, 2010 by Ben
Tonight after Family Home Evening, as we were getting the kids ready for bed, Thomas was trying to bowl me over on the floor (and succeeding!). So one time as he was in the “I’m a bull getting ready to charge” position, I leaned forward and rapped on his head with my knuckles.
Thomas: Daddy, don’t hit me!
Daddy: I’m not hitting you, I just knocked on your head.
Thomas: But I’m not a door!
100% Boy
Posted on July 3rd, 2009 by Ben
Time to share another cute thing Thomas does. Why? Because he was doing it all day so it was a topic of conversation, and thus blog-worthy.
Thomas has taken to pointing out various bodily functions with great insistence. Specifically those related to the digestive system. Even more specifically those involving his bum. Or Abby’s bum. It doesn’t really matter whose bum, really. Whenever Thomas passes gas, he looks up, smiles, and says enthusiastically, “I toot!” (“Thomas toot!” is used interchangeably.) And he will continue to say it until you respond in acknowledgment. If Abby passes gas, he says “Abby toot!” And of course, if he is poopy or thinks Abby is poopy, he’ll say “Thomas (Abby) poopy!”
Funnily enough, he was saying “Abby poopy” this morning, and neither Laura nor I thought she was. Well, apparently Thomas’ nose is more sensitive than ours. I guess his plentiful toots haven’t permanently destroyed his ability to smell like it has mine!
Line up!
Posted on June 12th, 2009 by Ben
So, this is nothing new, but nothing has been posted in a long time and I am suddenly feeling guilty.
Once upon a day, Thomas and Daddy were playing on the floor. Now, you may be aware of the fact that Thomas absolutely loves toy cars. You may be further aware of the fact that he has about a million of them. But I could be wrong, it may be many more.
Now, on this fine day, Daddy decided to line up a few cars next to each other. The line so straight, the curves so non-existent. Yes, this was a fine line. The play session continued, and Daddy thought nothing more of the line he had made.
Until the next day.
You see, Thomas has a mind like a steel trap. There is an ancient Uzbekistanian saying, “El elephánte remembrár etérna,” which translates roughly into “An elephant never forgets” — if the Uzbekistanians had known Thomas, that saying may well be different. The next day, Thomas lined up his cars again. But he did not stop there; no, he lined up all of his toys, side by side, trying to set a record for the longest line created by a two-year-old. And it continues to this day.
I was reminded most poignantly of this last night, as I browed through our photo gallery and stumbled upon several prime examples of this most cute behavior of his. And so, dear reader, I present for your enjoyment a collection of Thomas Trails. As you view these, keep in mind that the initial example was months (6 or so) ago, and there was no repeat performance. Also notice his conscious use of space and direction — in each row, every vehicle is pointed in the same direction, and his food is likewise consistently arranged.
This is why one must always be careful what one says (or does) around their child.
Thomas’ Grapes
Posted on January 14th, 2009 by Laura
So, I went to my mom’s house on Monday for dinner. We had bbq chicken, corn, baked potatoes, yams, and grapes. It was a good dinner and Thomas ate quite a bit. He especially loved the grapes. He asked for more at one point and we gave him a bunch. Well, we got into a conversation and weren’t noticing what Thomas was doing. Then my sister, Lisa, looked over at Thomas and asked, “Thomas, what did you do?” He had bitten off half of all of the grapes and left the other half on the stem. It was so funny! Here was a stem full of half-eaten grapes! My mom took a picture.
It’s hard to tell, but the bottom grapes are indeed bitten in half, too.
