As I was driving, with all 3 boys in the van, I hear a loud, long, adult-like fart. And Curtis, just begins to belly laugh. Infectiously. To the point where all 3 boys are laughing. Straight from their gut! I just had to laugh too. When we all finally settle down, Curtis continues to have a smirk on his face. He finally says, "I tooting, Mama". Oh really?
Matt has been encouraging Brock to go downstairs and turn on cartoons, or play on the iPad in the morning for weeks. As independent as that child likes to think he is, there are some habits which are hard to break. Like convincing him that it is OK to sit alone and eat breakfast or watch TV. Matt would give him pep talks at night. Telling Brock he is a big boy, that he knows how to turn on the television himself, that he does not need to be supervised at every moment, that his parents do not need to be awake with him.
After 4 weeks of having to wake up in the 5 o'clock hour, I finally had a 'normal' morning - which means I did not have to be awake until about 7:15am. Amazingly, Matt's hard work kicked in that day. But, just before heading downstairs, on his own, for the first time, Brock had to clarify a few things with his father. He goes up to him and says, "So, I can do anything I want?" And Matt, says, "Well, sure, within reason. What are some things you shouldn't do?" And Brock replies, "Wake up mom, and break picture frames." Hmmm...the wake up mom bit makes total sense. Not breaking picture frames??? I mean, probably shouldn't go around doing that, makes me wonder how often he thinks about bustin' up a picture frame.
Perhaps related to the above post, one morning, Brock came sprinting upstairs, breathless, to tell me about a show he had been watching downstairs while I slept. He exclaims "Mom! They showed a real lady having a baby on TV and it was sooooooo cute!!" He then dashed back off, and back downstairs. I wondered how graphic this show with a "real lady having a baby" was. What exactly did they show? Well, piece by piece, I have learned that this program was pretty thorough. As the other day, when discussing the impending birth of his baby brother, Brock informed me that I would have to go to "the pushing hospital".