Socks and shoes and uh-oh!

Overheard one morning:

Jonah: What I really want to do is go up on the roof.

Matt (who was, at the time, naked): Well, we need to put some clothes on if we're going to do that.

Jonah: All we need is socks and shoes!

Ava's first word was uh-oh. (Is that a word?) She has now progressed to hi, cheese, and blackberry. Or maybe it's blueberry. We're not totally sure. She can also tell you what a duck says.

Jonah has taken to calling himself John. He claims he is John from They Might Be Giants, but he won't tell me which one. When I ask who the other John is, he says, "John is singing, and I'm the other John."

I'm knee-deep in my first class. I'm doing well (2 As so far!), but it's definitely been an adjustment. I love being in school, but I hate the papers/ presentations/ other assignments--which, I have discovered, in business schools are called "deliverables." I used to say I wanted to be a professional student, but I think that really, I'd prefer to get paid to audit classes, so I can avoid the "deliverables." Anyone know of a career like that?

The Progress Report

Sigh. My little boy is growing up.



Yesterday, we set up his Big Boy Bed (BBB). The plan has always been to move Ava into the crib and Jonah into a bed, and have them share our second bedroom. I read somewhere that it can be helpful in making the transition to set up the bed ahead of the actual move, giving him time to get used to it - playing on it, etc. After we got it set up, he decided he wanted to take his nap in the BBB. We read books and he snuggled up in the BBB, but just a few minutes after I left the room, he called out for us and decided he wanted to nap in his crib after all.



I figured that would be the end of it - until naptime today, when he again wanted to nap in the BBB. This time, Matt read his stories and tucked him in, and thirty minutes later, all was quiet.



As I type, he's getting tucked in for the night in his BBB. Wish us luck!

In Ava news, we had a two-week check-up today, and she is up to 9 lbs, 2 oz. The doctor asked what I was feeding her. :)



Her belly button is all healed, which means her first real bath will follow shortly! And, she can wear onesies. A whole new avenue of fashion is open to her.