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I have recently noticed that Cookie Monster has no nose. Now, from what I remember, if you can't smell, it is much more difficult to taste things. If this is true, why would he be so obsessed with cookies when he can't even taste them? It's a waste of delicious baked goods! (That's just my random thought for the day)
To add to some of our fun filled days, Jackson has recently rediscovered a WONDERFUL birthday gift from Aunt Erin, Uncle Neil, and Oliver (did you catch the sarcasm in my voice?). It's his wonderful "My First Recorder." For a sample of the beautiful music being shared in my home day after day after day, watch the following video. Thank you for the recorder. Next birthday, drums?
After that came lunch time. I knew that the meal could get a little bit messy, but I really thought Jackson was past this. As my dear friend, Susie, would say, "Come on. Really?"
I realize the photo might be a bit confusing. The tears are because I said it was time to clean him off. The smile was bribed out of him with a cookie. What you don't see in the photo is that his belly and arms are also completely covered. Oh me, oh my! A nap soon followed and I am discovering (as he woke up while I wrote this) the nap was not nearly long enough. How do I know this? Well, he tried to be nice by wanting to clean his blocks. No, I don't mean pick them up. I mean clean. He threw a fit because I wouldn't let him use a paper towel for his blocks. Now, one paper towel I could understand, but he wanted a new paper towel for each and every block! To this, I say "no." And the tantrums continue.
Molly has actually been pretty good today. She woke up around 12:30am last night and not again until 7:00am this morning. But getting food on their faces seems to be an epidemic for my children. Thankfully, Molly's was just really cute and easy to clean up.
If only that camera still worked!!!
Along with being Molly's personal paparazzi, Jackson enjoys reading to, playing with, and even trying to feed Molly. This morning nearly became a Cheerio disaster when Jackson tried pouring out a few Cheerios's for himself and Molly and nearly dumped the entire contents onto the table and floor.
Thankfully I caught him before they all fell out. No, they did not eat that many Cheerios. Shortly AFTER taking a photo, I put some of them back.
On a side note, Jackson gets two M&M's whenever he goes on his little potty. I recently noticed that, every time, he has to pick two of the same color. For quite some time there was a lonely blue and green M&M in the bowl. Anyways, I told my mom this story and she began to describe how she eats M&M's. Much to our enjoyment, I discovered I am the exact same way. Allow me to explain (this may get a bit complicated). First, I dump out all the M&M's in my bag. Next, I separate them by color and find out which color has the least (why they can't have the same of each color in a bag is beyond me!). Then I set aside those and the same amount of each of the other colors to be eaten later. Going back to my leftovers, I eat them by color, largest amount to smallest. Once I am down to my even piles, I eat one of each until they are gone.
Did you get all that? I know, crazy, huh? Yet, much to my delight, my own mother eats them the exact same way! Do you think someone has done any research on this? Could Jackson be showing signs of strange M&M eating habits?
I leave you with those deep thoughts.
We have an easel for him to color on one side with crayons and the other side with chalk. He has done just fine with sticking to his easel since the tv incident (see photo).
Well, both of my children are sleeping so I have a few moments to gather up the pieces of my sanity before they get lost again.