A friend of mine informed me that she had set up a festive
fall display by her front door and told me I could take some pictures of the
boys. I love taking pictures of them, as
if you haven’t already noticed, but doing something like a scheduled photo
shoot can be tricky with my two. Ford
and John Brantley were playing in the sandbox and I asked Ford if he wanted to
go to one of our favorite stores, Dollar Tree, and get some Sweet Tarts. Instead of saying “yes” he comes back with “Why?”. He’s too smart…. He knew I was up to
something. I told him I needed some
plastic spoons to send to school with him and on the way we would take a few
pictures.
I bribed Ford and John Brantley with Sweet Tarts. Ford totally got it, but John Brantley didn't. I gave up.
We left.
He still isn’t talking.
He says the same things: bye bye, da da, mommmma, but mostly he just
squeals. He understands whatever you say
to him which is helpful. He has 11 teeth.
He still bites. He is
the worst eater I have ever seen. If
sweets were healthy he’d be set! He
loves animals, outside, drinks, Sweet Tarts, tractors, balls, books, and
playing with Ford.
I use to read to Ford ALL the time before I had John
Brantley. You throw two kids into the
mix and it puts a serious kink on your one on one time with your children. Therefore, I have failed the last 16 months
pretty bad. At age two Ford had
memorized (pretty much) 2 books. He
loves books. He loves to be read
to. I have been feeling super guilty
about this. In my research I have found
that reading to your children at least 20 minutes a day is so beneficial to
them in numerous ways. So yesterday
during Bitty’s nap I decided we would read and begin learning new words.
Yesterday we read for about 30 minutes and we found the word
“the” on every page and in every book. I’m
pretty sure that Ford was super annoyed with me because I’d pause and
point. He kind of did a huffy breath at
me and would say “the”. So last night
after he went to bed I stepped up my annoyance even more. I took a sheet of white computer paper and
folded it into 8ths. I wrote “the” on
all 8 sheets and placed them in various spots around the house where I was sure
he’d see them. He quickly noticed them
this morning and inquired about what was going on. Next word: “and”.
Yes, I am aware my stainless needs to be cleaned.
We love our little Bitty even if he acts like a terrorist
most of the day. He’s all boy and just
perfect for our family. We love you,
John Brantley!!!!!
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