Thursday, November 12, 2015

November 2015


Gems from the Nugget

"I think dogs would like ham flavored cupcakes.  Or any ham flavored pastries."

"I want to invite Irish Dave (popular radio DJ) to my wedding."

Upon pulling up to a new apple orchard and noting the farmhouse, "That looks like a nice homestead."

After tasting a Hershey's candy corn bar, "This tastes like heaven."

When being asked to lead the Trunk or Treaters around on a little parade before starting the treating, "Ok, I will lead them around those trees.  When you are ready for us, you can just give me a signal."


Spork Report

Spork had all his teeth at the age of 1, so I guess it is not too surprising that he lost his first tooth at the age of 4! He was a bit panicky about it wiggling and couldn't figure out how to chew on the other side of his mouth, so I am grateful it was only really wiggly for one day and popped out overnight. Miraculously, he didn't swallow it and was very proud to use the tooth fairy pillow!

Spork has been working hard on his speech and is ahead of schedule on his speech goals for the year. We are so proud of him and now he is 70% understandable, so yay for that!

Each morning, Spork wakes up with a single question on his mind, "Whose pick is it?" He is referring to the single video he and Tater get each day. They take turns picking it, and even when Spork remembers whose turn it is, he requires affirmation. On days when it's his sister's pick, he immediately starts lobbying her. "You could watch Hammy Mammy, dat a really good choice." Bless his heart, there is no planet on which Tater would ever choose Handy Manny. Luckily, most often he will still sit open-mouthed for whatever video she does choose on her days.





Funnies by Tater

Watching Malik Zaire get hauled off the field, "What happened to his leg?  Will the doctors have to cut it off?!"  Hubby and I think she would be the world's funniest sportscaster.

Tater loves gymnastics, but often she will spout random complaints during her circuits, "Ugh!  This is really tiring!"

We have had a slew of fall thunderstorms, and Tater is a bit fearful of thunder.  Not in a bawling her eyes out and run and jump into mommy's bed way, thankfully.  But in a sitting awake at night with the sheets over her head way.  She talks about storms constantly and warns us to come inside even when it's sunny blue skies all day, "You should come inside, because you might get hit by lightning."

Tater is also obsessed with other people and objects having mommies.  She wants to know where the mommies are.  When reading a book, "Where is his mommy?" When finding a bug outside, "Where is the bug's mommy?" When meeting a friend on the playground, "Where is her mommy?" When discussing storms, "Do clouds have mommies?  Where are cloud's mommies?"  Tater would be appreciated it if we could please get some microchips on all the mommies.

Tater gets a lot of attention from strangers on account of her crazy adorable voice and her size.  She wore her favorite tutu to the grocery store, and of course that amped up the attention.  Also she was very interested in the lotto ticket machine and looked like a tiny ballerina stopping to buy a lotto ticket.  However, it was a day when she did not care for conversations with strangers, so when several people stopped to talk to/coo over her, she stomped her tiny foot and had a little meltdown. "I don't want people to look at me or talk to me!" And she sulked, facing the lotto machine like she was in a self-imposed time-out.

I recently gave Tater a kid's Breathe Right strip to help with her allergies at nighttime.  She was so attached to the darn thing, and Hubby was out of town for work, so I did not pick that battle and she may have worn the strips 24-7 for about a week.  I'm trying to wean her down to nighttime use only.  











Happy Halloween 2015

What a belated blog post, haha!  Here are the littles on their way to the gymnastics Halloween party (ages 2-5, otherwise the Nugget would have joined in too).



  And some requisite pumpkin photos.  Boring grown-up pumpkins, Daddy's totally uncarved due to the gymnastics party.


The boys' pumpkins.  Poor Tater could not stop bowling with her pumpkin so of course it bruised and rotted before Halloween.  She didn't really care though, so I was lazy and didn't make an emergency trip to the grocery store.


We have such a fabulous neighborhood for trick-or-treat, and the Nugget's best friends this year happen to live here too!  We had the families over for pizza and memorable trick or treat!  Tater's favorite part was, "The horse head gave us candy!"