the body book

after many many questions of "what's in my body?" and "what's in my bones" etc etc we found a body book for him, this photo is not it, I cannot find a photo of it, so this will have to do, it is pop up and its very above what should be his comprehension level, but I do have a genius child so....


Baby Monitor Update, "Blue Blood, Arteries, hmmmm, this is?....we don't fix it (a pop up page ripped)...bones!!! bones bones bones!....bones!....and that is your stomach, that is your head, that is your brain, too....(pages turning)....wow! wow wow!...yucky,blue blankie, yucky...pbs kids dot org (been saying this all night, he could do their promo for it!)....show and tell...subaru! (yawn)....eye drum? NO! Ear drum, a mouth doctor, a finger doctor, a fuzz doctor a hockey doctor! Caillou!.....it's nap time...not wake up time....lay down!....blue blankie...my book? yes, wait!....big cat....chew chew chew....I get an egg!...I am a him, no I not a him...they got yellow, yell yell, white white white, yellow!....green....Magic's walkin' around (no, it's mommy walking around making sure the drunks out on the sidewalk keep on movin').....I'm sorry, I'm sorry...(yawn)...."

happy easter!

Easter 2010, mom's camera was lost for egg dying this year, good one mom...

"Happy Easter! Happy Day....knick knacky paddy wack, give a dog a bone, this old man came rolling hooooome....this old man came, inside one?....played my knee, those much of books...blue berries! give me that no....this flowers....how about orange? a cup, green up, a shape....came rolling home, red! red!...b-b-blue!.....see colors, see red, blue, blue, oh blue....hi monkey bar dress...all done...nine, no no no.....(sneeze)...toyota! toyota! toyota! (results of the brainwashing by his grandfather this weekend)....subaru, pontiac, subaru, pontiac...toyota....toyota....oh yes!...it does, she don't...I happiest, do...do it right now...right now....we going to Vegas! (yes we are in 2 months!)...it's beautiful night....dog eat flowers..."


To demonstrate his strength and intimidate the cousins in the egg hunt, he took a boiled egg he found and squeezed it until it broke! With his bare hand! So much of an egg hunt is psychological warfare and once you figure that out, you get all the eggs...

where's my stick?

I hear I have some new readers who have no idea what is going on here. Welcome! This is my son, Anthony, who is 34 months old (almost 3). After we brush teeth, read 3 books, sing 2 songs and say prayers and give kisses and hugs, I close his door and this is what I hear on the baby monitor. We have found it very entertaining, so I thought I should share...



Baby Monitor Update:
"Paddy wack! That my belly, my button....toys....shoop!...dumpyt humpty...(fake crying) rock, rock a rocka....cat in a cat...cat in a ummm? hhhhhhhat....cat in a hat is a cat maybe?...(thumping noise) bye book....dog dog wog, I anthony, it's anthony, I not a baby, it's a boy! it's a boy!...this is my butt, and it is pip, too....where's my stick? I want my stick!...upstairs!...a tomp a whompa (your guess is as good as mine, he asked to wear wompty tompty pajamas today, thanks again Dr. Seuss)...lemonaid, what is in lemonaid? It is yellow.....my hair is orange...poooop.....quesadilla, quesadilla, taco bell! quesadilla, dilla! I am owie....diarrhea, quesadilla, diarrhea, quesadilla, diarrhea, quesadilla (he can rhyme!)....pottery...in the backyard, making pottery (from the episode of Caillou we watched today)...diarrhea, quesadilla, diarrhea, quesadilla....bommy wommy...I have to be a big boy and not sleep anymore....it's a little bit wet....I need medicine, I want mommy (So here is where I go down and give him some pepto, blog over)"

He has had diarrhea, but no quesadillas lately....

焼きそば

焼きそば
this dish is featured in tonight's update...

Baby Monitor Update:
"broccoli, Celery! nuts!...better, that's better...anthony, boy...pretty cookies, yeah...I wanna get books, daddy have eye drops for home..... at mommy's book club....I love her...oh my santa....I can't see! I can't see with my eyes closed, keep eyes open, no eyes closed, I get in trunk, where is my goat please?...hmmmm...mommy, anthony, anthony, hop on pop peanut butter, top bottom, top not bottom, sun's down (he is not taking a breath, it's a constant stream) the sun down mommy, go home mr. golden sun (singing), flap flap flap...my duckling book,my belly, what's my belly? white belly, library, library, oh shrimp...wyoming, what wyoming?....why weeee?....ice cream (x12)...daddy at work...that's mommy....sorry....ahhhh! weeeeee! ahhhhh! A- ahhhhh! yummy, yakisoba, yakisoba, yakisoba!!!! yakisoba is yummy, me eat yakisoba, it's yummy-soba, its good, I like it, I like to eat yakisoba....rocky baby, humpty dumpty sit on a wall, the cradle will fall, little wee, want cookie? baby waby, wobby tobbly....don't play with my food, eat my food and don't taste that, it's chicken...."



what is yakisoba? When daddy was in Japan he enjoyed Yakisoba and has been searching for it for years. My friend Tish told me the H Mart in Denver sold some so for spring break we found some. We all love it at our house....

Yakisoba (焼きそば^?), literally "fried noodles", is a dish often sold at festivals in Japan, but originates in China. The dish was derived by the Chinese from the traditional chow mein, but has been more heavily integrated into Japanese cuisine like ramen. Even though soba (noodles made from buckwheat) is part of the word, yakisoba noodles are not made from buckwheat, but are similar to ramen noodles and made from wheat flour.

a green witch

Lately he has taken to sleeping with the lights on. He tells us he is "scary lights off".... But in this outfit: dunderware, snow boots, a helmet and armed with 2 tennis balls in a sock, I do not know how a monster would not be afraid of him!


Baby Monitor Update:
"Mean witch, it's a mean witch (referring to mommy's wizard of Oz watch that she forgot he is wearing!)....2 witch, green witch stop it!...it's a yummy flowers, eeeewww yuck! (Don't want to know)...dont go down here, dont go down here, go up up up!...wha wha ah wah!! (yawn)...I am sleepy....not a green witch, I not a green witch....12, 9, 12, 3 (watch).....I not sad, I happy! My body, in my body bones....in my body are bones, in my body bones....that's a witch, that is a green witch...that's a big camera, don't open it, what's down there?...that is a wocket....not my tummy....let's go to Denver....."....asleep

Elphaba Lives

Ahoy! Return of the Baby Monitor Update!

On one of our trips, kid was known as "Captain Kid" as he sailed the two of us off on a scary pirate ship which after our joy ride we hid in a secret location somewhere in a harbor in Colorado.

Baby Monitor Update, "It turned off....a owl!....gee gooo gack! (too much Dr. Seuss Lately)....cup on pup, its not a cup its a bowl, not a bowl its a cup, no its a bowl....not a cup.....I say cap a wap!....(silence)...I like these blankies....oh that is yummy...Shoe Shee go? On my back! It's Shoe Shee!! ( Shoe Shee is a stuffed elephant he got while he was in the hospital from Jen and Kara)....oh makin' better!....rain!....ooooh up table!!! match it!....oh no monkey, want a go? ouch....I want to eat it?....Want my oatmeal, want my oatmeal...gooo geee gack!.....(fake snoring)....spiderman! oooooh.....8! yay! you did it!!....silver, that is silver...grandma and grandpa, come to my blue house.....go grandma's house not Wyoming....Wyoming....H.....ahhhhhh!......(more rhyme-y jibberish, thanks again Doc Seuss)....what? a car? I want yellow car for a boy....you are a girl, I a boy....get out of here, get in here....Dumpty Humpty on a wall, what a boy name?....daddy?....play up here....hop hop hop mommy....shhhhhh....Z, Y.......rain rain rain all day, rain go away rain go away (x50)........"


After random vacations, trips to the hospital, illness and other random excuses, the baby monitor has returned! sorry about the break, I know there are at least 2 faithful readers out there, not counting myself....And this could be titled, "How Dr. Seuss Ruined my Son's Speech"...you decide....

what is he reading? Hop On Pop