Jack is OBSESSED with the movie Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs.
Since it hit DVD on 1/5, he has watched it at least 50 times and asks for it DAILY. Ben even can quote some of the funny moments in the movie. Sometimes as soon as it ends, Jack wants to watch it again.
The worst part is, I have not gotten tired of it.
After it got a horrid review on At the Movies, I had little hope for it. But, if you are a fan of the current SNL cast, you will like it. The humor is definitely aimed at adults as well as kids. I find myself finding hidden jokes each successive time I see the movie. It cracks me up and we all quote dialogue around the house like inside jokes.
I have a feeling this will be played multiple times on the drive down to Florida next week.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
Profound
9:15am - Jack had to poop and he asked if I could take him to the potty, which I did. He sat and said he was almost ready and then he went. He was very proud. We wiped and washed hands and he was very proud of himself.
10am - Watched Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs, their new favorite movie.
12pm - Jack said he had to go potty again. We went and sat on the toilet. He asked for a magazine. He flipped through US Weekly to an article about the women on The Bachelor, who Jack said were all "fat."
He only had gas, so we flushed and washed hands. While washing hands, Jack asked why Flint's mom died (the mother from Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs). I said because she got very sick and sometimes when you get sick you don't get better because there is not enough medicine. Jack asked if that meant she was alone. I told him she was not alone because her family was there with her. I promised him if he ever gets sick that Mommy and I will be there to take care of him. He said OK.
12:30pm - Eating corndogs.
10am - Watched Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs, their new favorite movie.
12pm - Jack said he had to go potty again. We went and sat on the toilet. He asked for a magazine. He flipped through US Weekly to an article about the women on The Bachelor, who Jack said were all "fat."
He only had gas, so we flushed and washed hands. While washing hands, Jack asked why Flint's mom died (the mother from Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs). I said because she got very sick and sometimes when you get sick you don't get better because there is not enough medicine. Jack asked if that meant she was alone. I told him she was not alone because her family was there with her. I promised him if he ever gets sick that Mommy and I will be there to take care of him. He said OK.
12:30pm - Eating corndogs.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Smooshi/Soosee
Jack recently tried saying sushi and it came out sounding like the title of this post. Just a random observation. Speaking of which, here is some of the latest about the two Maidy boys.
Jack:
He is very verbal these day, more than ever before. He asks tons of questions and some of them are very deeply layered. It is very cool watching him grow up like this. Sometimes I forget that he is only 3 years old. I will have to post some of the amazing things he says so that anyone reading this knows what I mean. He has taken to telling me that I am his best friend and he loves me very much. He also says this to Taylor, Ben, and Sam.
The best example I can think of came last night:
"Jack, you know tomorrow is the Valentine's Party at daycare, right?"
"Party? It is not my birthday."
"I know, it is a party for Valentine's Day"
"It...is....not...my....birthday....I said!"
"I know Jack, it is a party to share Valentine's cards and show everyone how much you love them."
"Oh...(exasperated groan)....I'm busy."
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Ben
Ben is a big kid. He also has a terrible temper. He is constantly swiping and scratching Jack. Jack does not retaliate, which is good. Ben also screams. He will yell and it is impossible to tell if he is happy or mad. He will also let loose a tirade of yells and crying if he is not fed promptly at each meal time. It can be very, very frustrating.
Below is a somewhat comprehensive list of Ben's words these days:
Banana
Yes
No
Bye
Thank You (more of a sound than a word, but he knows what it means"
Notebook
And Beyond
Mama
Dada
Fish
I am sure I am missing some. He needs to communicate more and I am sure it will alleviate a lot of his frustration and anger. I hope.
Jack:
He is very verbal these day, more than ever before. He asks tons of questions and some of them are very deeply layered. It is very cool watching him grow up like this. Sometimes I forget that he is only 3 years old. I will have to post some of the amazing things he says so that anyone reading this knows what I mean. He has taken to telling me that I am his best friend and he loves me very much. He also says this to Taylor, Ben, and Sam.
The best example I can think of came last night:
"Jack, you know tomorrow is the Valentine's Party at daycare, right?"
"Party? It is not my birthday."
"I know, it is a party for Valentine's Day"
"It...is....not...my....birthday....I said!"
"I know Jack, it is a party to share Valentine's cards and show everyone how much you love them."
"Oh...(exasperated groan)....I'm busy."
-----
Ben
Ben is a big kid. He also has a terrible temper. He is constantly swiping and scratching Jack. Jack does not retaliate, which is good. Ben also screams. He will yell and it is impossible to tell if he is happy or mad. He will also let loose a tirade of yells and crying if he is not fed promptly at each meal time. It can be very, very frustrating.
Below is a somewhat comprehensive list of Ben's words these days:
Banana
Yes
No
Bye
Thank You (more of a sound than a word, but he knows what it means"
Notebook
And Beyond
Mama
Dada
Fish
I am sure I am missing some. He needs to communicate more and I am sure it will alleviate a lot of his frustration and anger. I hope.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
New URL
I decided to change the address for this blog. I know it is something simple, but peanut2006 just didn't fit this blog anymore. The address is now http://banjifudge.blogspot.com, which is exactly who this blog is about. Please update your favorites and/or links.
Friday, February 05, 2010
Jack the Chef
Jack helped Taylor make pizza last night and it was really good! He enjoys making food so much that I think he may be a little chef when he grows up. Or maybe not.
The time between getting home from daycare to dinner is usually a wildcard. No matter how good of a mood the boys are in, Ben tends to get cranky as his hunger grows. Jack can be plied with helping make dinner or a little milk and a TV show, but Ben cannot wait. Even if you give him a snack, he will not relent until the full meal is ready.
The only solution? Rough-housing.
If I take the boys into the room and wrestle around, throw them in the air, tickle them senseless, and just all around do boy stuff, they are fine. They laugh and giggle and have a great time and usually it can hold them off until dinner is served.
I don't know what Taylor would do if I was making dinner because she cannot lift 70 pounds of kid even though they would love her to do it. I would walk in and find her passed out from just trying.
It is fun that they are substantial enough and old enough that we can play roughly. Of course there are limits to how rough you can toss them or tickle them, but they are not babies anymore and I love smiling along with them.
The time between getting home from daycare to dinner is usually a wildcard. No matter how good of a mood the boys are in, Ben tends to get cranky as his hunger grows. Jack can be plied with helping make dinner or a little milk and a TV show, but Ben cannot wait. Even if you give him a snack, he will not relent until the full meal is ready.
The only solution? Rough-housing.
If I take the boys into the room and wrestle around, throw them in the air, tickle them senseless, and just all around do boy stuff, they are fine. They laugh and giggle and have a great time and usually it can hold them off until dinner is served.
I don't know what Taylor would do if I was making dinner because she cannot lift 70 pounds of kid even though they would love her to do it. I would walk in and find her passed out from just trying.
It is fun that they are substantial enough and old enough that we can play roughly. Of course there are limits to how rough you can toss them or tickle them, but they are not babies anymore and I love smiling along with them.
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