Chuck D & Mr. T

I took Charlie to a candy store yesterday so I could check it out for work. He opened up a bin and took a chocolate covered Oreo that the store owner let him have. Then he asked for another chocolate wrapped in foil to keep for later. He held it tightly in his hand as we walked out of the store. I told him that we would have to put it somewhere safe r else it would melt like butter. I think that finally made him realize that butter melting is an ok thing (previously he has gotten upset when butter melts on his toast because he thinks it is gone).

Yesterday Teddy walked more than crawled for the first time. He almost never crawls now.

Charlie keeps saying “Halloween’s coming.” And talks about his costume. Every day it is something different–he goes back and forth between football, basketball, and lacrosse player. For his nap today he took his football uniform pants to sleep in his crib with him.

I have no idea why, but T&C have been fighting over a postcard from Maine that Rachel and Skip sent us. It has been going on for two weeks. Whenever T is holding it, C snatches it and takes it away. If C has it, T will grab it and then crawl over to my lap looking for safety.

Today Charlie told me “Grow mustache on top lip. I grow one and Daddy grow one.”

Any chance he gets, Teddy tries to take Charlie’s teddy bear.

Charlie likes listening to a mix Meredith made for her wedding but when it gets to the song Home by Edward Sharpe and The Magnetic Zeros he asks me to change it because “There’s a monster in that song. Don’t like it.”

The messes, the meltdowns, the food throwing, the fits etc might seem to be the least beautiful parts of life with children, but being in the midst of all of it is what makes it so beautiful and so special. In the words of Thomas Moore, “The ordinary acts we practice every day at home, are of more importance to the soul than their simplicity might suggest.”

Charlie’s interest in clothes has reached a new level. Yesterday Charlie went to my closet and picked out a tee shirt and shorts for me to wear and a tee shirt for MJ.

Charlie’s interest in clothes has reached a new level. Yesterday Charlie went to my closet and picked out a tee shirt and shorts for me to wear and a tee shirt for MJ.