Oreo and Chomp-Monster

Gavin has two pairs of Handy Manny pliers.  Tonight, he asked if I could play with him and he named mine "Oreo" and his "Chomp-Monster." Who could make up this story? Only a child.

Big Girls Don't Cry

Because they get a big girl bed! Today we thought would be as good a day as any to take the front off the crib and put up the bed rail.  We called in a handyman to get the job done, but he is charging us a fortune.  I think he wants us to pay for his college expenses too.  I mean, look at his face...he really plays hard ball.

So was ecstatic about her future as a big girl.  She spent many minutes jumping and squealing in approval.  She paid the worker with a "tay-you" and a big smile.  Although the first few minutes were cries of nervousness, she cuddled up to her new ugly doll, Puglee, and went to sleep in her glory.

What's My Belly Saying?

Each night, before bed, Gavin requests that I put my head to his belly and listen to what it has to say.  "What's my belly saying Mama?" It all began about 8 months ago when Todd and I were trying to get Gavin to have bowel movements, insisting that his belly wanted to be rid of all of that yuckiness.  Your belly said, "you need to make a poo-poo tomorrow."  He always listened to what his belly had to say. 

After a while, I thought it would be clever to make his belly crave foods that Gavin would never eat, broccoli, spinach, and anything he wouldn't just try on his own.  Every night, belly would speak, through us, dancing over his recent poo poo or singing songs about requested veggies.  Sometimes he is happy...if he receives all of his wishes (a.k.a. Mama or Dada are happy with the day) and sometimes he is sad...when he doesn't.  Gavin is always curious as to whether his belly is satisfied.

Cheers to you belly! You have kept our household sane and progressive. We hope you get better soon as your new story will be that you are sick and coughing due to Gavin's constant fingers in his mouth...let's hope this story sticks!