Feb 19, 2013
By Matt
By Matt
After
many gentle reminders *cough-nagging-cough-cough* and much anticipation, likely from no one except my mother, a blog written by Daddy is here. As
you can image, there is non-stop noise in our house now, be it talking,
singing, whining, barking or beer guzzling. But enough about Cyndi,
let's
focus on Tyler and Zachary.
This
is the age for which I have been
waiting. It's no secret that I was not a fan of the infant stage -
constant care as they are obviously helpless. I was almost counting down
the days when I could lay down on the living room floor and the boys
would come a-runnin' to wrestle and horseplay. Those days are here, and I'm loving it.
When they can balance better and can walk on my back for me, that will be glorious. Until then, straight up belly flops upon my back will have to continue to suffice.
I
will focus this post on some of the random, humorous words and phrases
to pop from their mouths over the last few months, at least the ones I
can remember/have written down and kept in a safe place (the beer
fridge). Without further ado.....
The guys have been having some issues with going #2 lately -- we have determined they just have not been drinking enough liquid during the week (they drink from cups without lids at school, and while this is great for development, they are not able to chug their milk/water/juice, sometimes without the use of hands, like they do with the sippy cups). To combat this, we have been doing a steady diet of prune juice, which they like, and occasional fiber bars. I made the mistake of calling them "poop bars" when we first started offering them, and what do you know, they repeated it! We have successfully transitioned them to say "fiber bar" but for a while in the mornings they would ask me for a "poop bar!" I thought it was hilarious! Cyndi? Not so much. No word yet if they have asked their teachers at school for said poop bar.
To continue with the poop theme, the boys are getting better about telling us when they go poop in their diapers. To quote GG (Great Grandma): "Do you have to make?" Anyhow, they will occasionally come up to us, pat their bottom and say "poop." Other times you can walk into the room where they are playing, detect a scent you thought you'd never smell again after moving out of the frat house, and ask each one if they did indeed poop. One day, Tyler turned to me after being queried and said YES in the firmest, clearest voice from him I had yet to hear. This was a few months back, mind you, when the answer to any question was the vehement NO. Well then, I guess you pooped, what do you want, a cookie? oh yeah, he probably does .... ssshhhhh....
Tyler and Zachary have been getting along better with Meigs lately. Not that there was ever any animosity that we could detect, but the two parties largely ignored one another until recently. They will occasionally want to pet him now or throw his rope after they see me throw it. Sometimes they will even say "excuse me, Meigs" when the dog is in their way. One time was different: Meigs was in Zach's face and Zach did not appreciate it, so he busted out, "walk away, Meigs." Not to be discriminatory, he has used this saying on me as well. "Walk away, Daddy." Ok buddy, but I'll be back.
New foods are still a challenge, but that has been progressing. One new food they did take to quickly and readily was cereal bars. Now most days, be it at breakfast or any other time, they will call out for a cereal bar. They do not get it very often, but they still ask. During breakfasts on weekdays with them, one of the three of us will randomly break out in song, sometimes intelligible, sometimes not. One day recently we started singing Old MacDonald. When we sing this song, I will sing ".....and on that farm he had a ____" and let the boys fill in the animal. On the second verse, the exchange went as such:
Daddy: .....and on that farm he had a ______
Tyler: Cereal bar!!
Other random one-liners:
- When walking from the car into daycare after a recent snow, they were both hesitant when getting out of the car and walking in the snow for the first time. While making the short walk, Tyler said, "Sorry snow."
- If I am sitting down in the living room or even laying on my side and the boys want to jump and climb on me, they will come over, push on my shoulders so that I will lay down, and to emphasize what they want will say, "night, night, Daddy"
- As twins, they have a few words/phrases between the two of them that seem to be their own language. One such two syllable word sounds like, "Why you!" Sometimes I will repeat it with them and then I get a look as if to say, why are you saying that? Or even just a straight up, "No Daddy."
The guys have been having some issues with going #2 lately -- we have determined they just have not been drinking enough liquid during the week (they drink from cups without lids at school, and while this is great for development, they are not able to chug their milk/water/juice, sometimes without the use of hands, like they do with the sippy cups). To combat this, we have been doing a steady diet of prune juice, which they like, and occasional fiber bars. I made the mistake of calling them "poop bars" when we first started offering them, and what do you know, they repeated it! We have successfully transitioned them to say "fiber bar" but for a while in the mornings they would ask me for a "poop bar!" I thought it was hilarious! Cyndi? Not so much. No word yet if they have asked their teachers at school for said poop bar.
To continue with the poop theme, the boys are getting better about telling us when they go poop in their diapers. To quote GG (Great Grandma): "Do you have to make?" Anyhow, they will occasionally come up to us, pat their bottom and say "poop." Other times you can walk into the room where they are playing, detect a scent you thought you'd never smell again after moving out of the frat house, and ask each one if they did indeed poop. One day, Tyler turned to me after being queried and said YES in the firmest, clearest voice from him I had yet to hear. This was a few months back, mind you, when the answer to any question was the vehement NO. Well then, I guess you pooped, what do you want, a cookie? oh yeah, he probably does .... ssshhhhh....
Tyler and Zachary have been getting along better with Meigs lately. Not that there was ever any animosity that we could detect, but the two parties largely ignored one another until recently. They will occasionally want to pet him now or throw his rope after they see me throw it. Sometimes they will even say "excuse me, Meigs" when the dog is in their way. One time was different: Meigs was in Zach's face and Zach did not appreciate it, so he busted out, "walk away, Meigs." Not to be discriminatory, he has used this saying on me as well. "Walk away, Daddy." Ok buddy, but I'll be back.
New foods are still a challenge, but that has been progressing. One new food they did take to quickly and readily was cereal bars. Now most days, be it at breakfast or any other time, they will call out for a cereal bar. They do not get it very often, but they still ask. During breakfasts on weekdays with them, one of the three of us will randomly break out in song, sometimes intelligible, sometimes not. One day recently we started singing Old MacDonald. When we sing this song, I will sing ".....and on that farm he had a ____" and let the boys fill in the animal. On the second verse, the exchange went as such:
Daddy: .....and on that farm he had a ______
Tyler: Cereal bar!!
Other random one-liners:
- When walking from the car into daycare after a recent snow, they were both hesitant when getting out of the car and walking in the snow for the first time. While making the short walk, Tyler said, "Sorry snow."
- If I am sitting down in the living room or even laying on my side and the boys want to jump and climb on me, they will come over, push on my shoulders so that I will lay down, and to emphasize what they want will say, "night, night, Daddy"
- As twins, they have a few words/phrases between the two of them that seem to be their own language. One such two syllable word sounds like, "Why you!" Sometimes I will repeat it with them and then I get a look as if to say, why are you saying that? Or even just a straight up, "No Daddy."
- One night, after they had been down for a few hours I heard a random "Zachary!" I can only guess it was Tyler as Zach likes to pronounce his name GRACK-ER-EE
- Much to Cyndi's dismay, every time one of them expels gas, I will look at the offender and ask, "Did you make a toot?" Usually they will simply reply in the affirmative, but one time I got one of them to say "I made a toot." I was elated, as the the faster they learn that that noise will be funny for the next 80+ years, the more sense of accomplishment I will feel.
To be fair, not every funny comment around here can be credited to Tyler and Zachary. Observe:
- I quipped that Tyler really looked like Zach the other night. (Z is very often more messy-looking at the end of the day than T). Cyndi's response: "It's the wild hair, the grey shirt, the booger hanging out of his nose." I laughed for 5 minutes over that.
- When I get them out of their cribs each weekday morning, they like to explore their room until I am able to herd them toward the door and down the stairs. One day they discovered the closet doors and quickly started to play hide-and-seek. I had to go into the closet to extract them, and as I did, said to them, "Ok fellas, time to come out of the closet." Even as it was rolling off my lips, I was shaking my head and laughing.
There are many others, but this post has gone on long enough. Time to end it with a few pictures that I figured would not present themselves 'til at least high school AND until after they had discovered the nectar of the gods, alcohol. Thank you, boys, for exceeding my expectations.
There are many others, but this post has gone on long enough. Time to end it with a few pictures that I figured would not present themselves 'til at least high school AND until after they had discovered the nectar of the gods, alcohol. Thank you, boys, for exceeding my expectations.
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