Wednesday, November 24, 2010

More Carter stories

Some people may be bored with these stories by now, but personally I find my kid to be hilarious and entertaining.

Last night in the bathtub, Carter was repeatedly pouring a giant cup of water over his face and practically drowning himself. Eventually he got tired of Seth's repeated correction and said "bye bye daddy" and closed the shower curtain.

He's hilarious, entertaining... and the future prospects are terrifying.

Friday, November 19, 2010

We're screwed: Part 29

Carter's new favorite game is pulling everything out of the kitchen cupboards. I decided I'd put a rather heavy box of bottled sodas in front of it (which, he promptly pushed out of the way, just as he did with the second attempt of the bag containing a 16 pound bowling ball).

When he first saw my attempt at separating him and his beloved drawer, he looked up at me, flung his arms and yelled "come on!"

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

17 Months.

Happy 17 months to my little tantrum-throwing, argumentative, fiercely independent, rebellious, risk-taking, loving, energetic boy.

Right now, he's disputing Baby Einstein. The nice voice announced "tiger" as a lovely tropical picture showcased this. Carter, in response, yelled "NO!" That's my boy.

Monday, November 15, 2010

My annual November pondering

How soon is too soon to decorate for Christmas?

My husband would say it's obviously any time before Thanksgiving.

However, I say... if we're not hosting Thanksgiving, no one will even really know we're disrespecting the turkey in favor of the far superior holiday. Plus, at the latest, I have to decorate the day after Thanksgiving. Immediately. Maybe even Thanksgiving night while eating my delicious leftovers. So maybe we can just decorate a few days early and savor all 4 glorious days of the Thanksgiving weekend...

If you pay us an come visit unannounced this weekend, there's a good chance you'll find yourself face to face with a fully lit Christmas tree. BEFORE THANKSGIVING!  Consider yourself warned.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Dinner table conversation

Last night, Carter was having a cup throwing contest with himself. He won. After repeatedly correcting, gently redirecting his efforts, trying to distract him, etc. we had the following exchange:

Carter: [general whining and straining for cup]
Me: Carter, can you say "mama, I'm sorry I threw my cup, can I please have it back? I promise not to throw it again."
Carter: "Amen!"