4.03.2013

PAST BLAST: AND MOSES SPAKE ...

4.19.09

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Yep, Moses is moving out of baby babble and into real speech. I first noticed him saying "ssss ssss" (our potty signal) in appropriate places on Monday morning.

I know, I know, it's not actually a real word, but a few hours later, he came crying to me, "Momma, Mom!" It was such a shocker to hear him say my name.

He surprised us again, before leaving for a run, when I said, "Ok, guys let's go say 'bye' to Dad." "Bye!" yelled Moses.

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Of course my mother's pride was effectively deflated today by the mother with a baby born the same day as Moses..."Is he talking yet?" "Oh, yeah, Dani's saying bike, book, momma, dadda, stop, go, (and on and on)..."

(Actually, I couldn't care less. I'm fine with Moses being a man of few words or a late bloomer, if that's what he wants to be.)

We finally got around to having our Easter egg hunt Friday night. The kids were ecstatic. After we released them into the backyard, Ruby raced around and found all her eggs in about 30 seconds flat. 

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Herbie's just barely beyond that stage, where he can't find something hidden, even if it's directly in front of his nose. He found a couple by himself, but mostly we had to guide him.

Ruby had gotten the idea somewhere that you're supposed to have a chocolate bunny for "Easter egg." I reluctantly bought two, but I think I know enough now to say no to that next year. Huge chocolatey mess, of course, and then, they were half done, when Woo realized that the chocolate was going to effect them.

They were still up whispering when I went in to take Herbie to the potty at 10!

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Ruby can strike in an instant, when it comes to treats. I think her senses are always tuned into the possibility of finding treats anytime and anywhere. She can salvage a half eaten piece of candy from the floor or from a garbage can faster than we can get to her. She polished off all her stash today before Herbie did, and circled around him like a vulture. He did drop one, and she was on it in a flash, but I was expecting something of that nature, and was able to retrieve it.

Herbie likes treats too, but he seemed to be more motivated by the hunt. He asked me today, if he could go hide the rest of his eggs outside to find again.

Woo's been working really hard this week on his app update. He really wants this to be amazing so that he can start promoting his product. He finished that last night, and will submit in the morning.

He thinks he'll be able to take a breather after this, and if he's lucky, be able to listen to music for fun again.

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We went out to eat last night to celebrate, but it ended up being nothing like a celebration. Steven and I were grouchy, the kids were unable to sit still and keep their hands off each other (thanks to their late night the night before), the food was overpriced and the service was horrible. Steven threatened to leave no tip at all. I'm not sure if he actually did or not.

I haven't done really anything of note this week. The weather's been great. I've been running around town to do my errands. I did a couple of small things in the yard. (City plant sale next weekend, that I'm looking forward to.)

Oh, one evening the kids asked me to play a "Great-Grandpa song" so I played the "O Brother Where Art Thou" album for them. Ruby had similar reaction as my Grandma to the chain gang song. She slipped out of her chair to turn it off, and told me she didn't like it. Herbie, on the other hand, loved all of it.



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PAST BLASTS are weekly emails I wrote to family and friends over the past 5 years. Pictures are current with the email, but have been added at a later date.

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