Bubba is Caleb. A nickname given to him by his Aunt Leana. He’s 2 and (almost) 2 months.
Gus is Angel. A nickname given to her by her Aunt Nellie. She’s 3 and (almost) 4 months.
He’s 30 pounds of lovable, cuddly, stomping around all boy boy. He’s rough and tough and bullies Angel. But he gets scared by “monsters” on tv or loud noises.
She’s 30 pounds of wit and humor, kindness and compassion. She loves her mommy, daddy and baby brother so much and tells us every day. She loves to twirl and dance and sing.
He’s in love with Diego. He asks to watch it 20 times a day and when we do let him watch it he talks back to Diego and has this funny little grin on his face the entire time.
She likes Wonder Pets, My Little Pony, Strawberry Shortcake and Boz. But nothing she really loves. She’s too busy twirling and talking.
He doesn’t like the doggies, hates to be kissed by them and really hates getting hit with their tails.
She loves the doggies, especially Allie dog and loves to pet them and play with them and “rest” with them and talk about them all day long.
They love to do crafts. Especially crafts (like spiders) that they can then chase each other with.
(Spider going up the “water-spout”.)
Her new favorite look…
She’s always been about looking stylish…
His new look…
(Notice I snuck that in there so hopefully my family wouldn’t notice we shaved his head again.)
(disclaimer: He requested the haircut because Daddy got his hair cut.)
He is still allergic to eggs but lately his rash has been a lot better. Is it possible that he’s outgrowing it? Some days he’s a picky eater, some days not. He has cereal for breakfast (Frosted Mini Wheats or Special K) pretty much every morning. He would have hot dogs for every single meal if he could. He does a good job of eating most fruits and veggies.
She is still an awesome eater. The only foods she doesn’t like are peppers and onions, artichokes and sometimes spinach. Otherwise she eats everything. She has something different for breakfast every day: eggs, oatmeal, malt-o-meal or cereal. She is so enthusiastic about what she eats and never hesitates to tell us how wonderful our meals are, “Mama this tastes SO good!”
They love to help…
She’s faking sleep…
She loves to have school and do her kindergarten books. We have to skip some of the pages because she can’t write all the numbers or letters yet but there’s alot she can do and she would rather sit and work on that than anything. She loves to be read to and also loves to read by herself. She loves to pretend and go on adventures and take us along for the ride.
He loves to make messes and dump things out and throw things. He likes to be read to but only certain books that last no longer than 2 minutes.
She loves tea parties. He loves to drink “tea” (grape koolaid).
They love to play outside and go on walks around the neighborhood. They love to build Lego towers. They love to play hide-n-seek. They love to sing and dance…
He (obviously) doesn’t like wearing his pants in the house. She likes wearing dresses.
She talks all the time. We are trying to help her understand that she can’t talk all the time – like when we are talking on the phone or mommy and daddy are having a conversation. She doesn’t quite get it yet. She likes to catch us “saying the wrong word”. If we accidentally say the wrong word like, “Angel can you go get Mommy a towel – I mean a kleenex,” she’ll say, “Mommy you said the wrong word.” It’s cute and annoying.
She always is quick to tell us what we can’t say. We can’t say “stupid” or “dumb” or “guts” (from Ramona and Beezus) or “what the heck” (or the alternative which she heard on the tv the other night and she very matter of factly repeated it and told us we couldn’t say it.).
He whines and says one word sentences. He says alot of single words but very few 2 or 3 word sentences. His big sister will often interpret or us what he says, so I suppose he has no reason to talk anymore than he does.
We love our Bubba and Gus. They make my life so much fun, interesting, challenging, frustrating and rewarding. We are so blessed.