So the latest on the boys:
Finn started walking around 11 months and frankly, I miss the days of children staying seated, but...I'd be lying if I didn't admit that the crazy chaos, laughing, chasing, and wrestling is pretty entertaining at least fifty percent of the time. He was 22 lbs 7 oz and 30.25 inches at his one year appointment. I think he's peaked in terms of largeness and is easing his way back in to being an average sized kid. His current hobbies include, screaming, wrestling, pulling everything out of somthing and running away, copying his brother, copping the occasional stiff-back, clapping, dancing, blowing kisses, licking things before he decides to eat them, and shaking his head or saying, "nuh-no," just to show he knows what it means but he doesn't care. His vocabulary includes, ma-ma, da-da, all done, nuh-no, and he's started to babble very emphatically about something but, to be honest his brother could talk a dog off a meat truck so we're really all stocked up on talkers here.
As for the big kid, we have our phases of tolerability. We've been experimenting with an earlier bedtime and so far (fingers crossed) it has made a big difference in the whining, and rudeness. His hobbies include, mouthing off, telling stories, pretending to be his daddy, tying things together or to himself to either carry or tow things (I asked Greg if he things we need to be concerned about his desire to tie things up? So far no attempts to restrain his brother so we'll just tuck that one away for later debate.) He loves books, cars, Phineas and Ferb, and ropes. I have one terrific story to share this time around and the setting is the dinner table:
Greg and I hug and kiss, nothing weird, just your average greeting PDA. This sometimes makes Tommy mad and he says:
Tommy: Stop that you two!
Me: Why? Aren't you glad that your parents love each other so much? You're pretty lucky that we love each other so much!
Greg: under his breath You have no idea! (Greg likes to garner pity for his childhood experience with divorce by pretending that I should feel sad for him)
Tommy: No, I'm not because I just love you mommy, so daddy can't.
Me: Well, Tommy it's good that your daddy and I love each other because someday when you and Finny grow up, you'll meet someone that you want to leave us and be with and get married and live together somewhere else and then daddy and I will still have each other.
Tommy: Well...first I'll go meet somebody but then I'll come back and live with you guys.
Hmmm, I'm pretty sure that my one and only requisite for my childrens' futures is that they NOT live with me forever. Other than that, they can do whatever they want in their lives. I might need to start laying the groundwork on this one.
