The four became inseparable
When Ethan boy was three.
And anywhere where Ethan went
The other three…you’d see!
The oldest one was Ethan boy,
The next we called ‘Steve Bear’.
And then came ‘Monkey’ – ‘cause he was,
Then finally…’Nudder Bear’.
Steve Bear had another name
When Ethan boy was two.
Where it came from no one knew,
His name was ‘You-ee-eew’
At night when Ethan went to sleep…
His amigo’s by his side.
They were there to comfort him
To hold him when he cried.
The best of friends the four became…
“Amigo’s through the years”.
They faced the best and worst of times…
They laughed and shed some tears.
Even in the dark of night
When Ethan…deep in sleep…
When stumbling into Mommy’s room,
The trio he would keep.
He’d stagger bedside – room still dark,
Pass each one off to Dad.
He’d name them as he passed them off,
Then climb with all he had.
Legs and fists and knees and bears,
And “yes”, the Monkey too.
They’d all end up on top the bed with…
Mom and Dad…and Ethan’s zoo.
But all in all it was kinda cute,
The bond between the four.
Inseparable – they’ll always be…
From now, till evermore!
Ethan. The leader of the gang.
Steve Bear. (aka: You-ee-eew) Notoriously Faithful to Ethan. Even willing to do a stretch in the washing machine before selling out his leader E.
Monkey: The swinger of the group! But right there to help in a scrape.
And finally
Nudder Bear: Because Steve Bear was already the main bear...Blondie here became known as 'Nudder Bear'. But just as loved.
Saturday, October 1, 2011
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My son...the Sanitation Engineer
He picked up some dirt and threw it on patio...making his own work (industrious)
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Dat?
Often times, as a single parent, you find yourself using the bathroom, and the little one follows you in, or screams outside the door until you let him in. Ethan is that way, he stays close a lot of the time. When he is in the bathroom with me, or anywhere actually, because he is at that age, he points to everything in the bathroom and says, "dat?". Basically we go through everything he points at and I tell him what it is. (NO, this story is not going there!) Anyway, he goes through everything:
"Dat? Door." "Dat? Light." "Dat? Light switch." "Dat? Mirror." "Dat? Sink." "Dat? Towel." "Dat? Toilet Paper." "Dat? Door Knob." "Dat? Latch." "Dat? Hinge." "Dat? Etc."
Today, I had a dirty bowl at the computer desk and I told him to go put it in the sink. He grabbed the bowl and took off. I kept hearing clinking noises and thought he was in the kitchen. Finally I went to check on him, but he wasn't in the kitchen. He was in the bathroom.
If it's any consolation, the bowl was in the sink...just not the kitchen sink. I guess I'll have to be more specific.
"Dat? Door." "Dat? Light." "Dat? Light switch." "Dat? Mirror." "Dat? Sink." "Dat? Towel." "Dat? Toilet Paper." "Dat? Door Knob." "Dat? Latch." "Dat? Hinge." "Dat? Etc."
Today, I had a dirty bowl at the computer desk and I told him to go put it in the sink. He grabbed the bowl and took off. I kept hearing clinking noises and thought he was in the kitchen. Finally I went to check on him, but he wasn't in the kitchen. He was in the bathroom.
If it's any consolation, the bowl was in the sink...just not the kitchen sink. I guess I'll have to be more specific.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Kar
About a month ago, Ethan woke up from his nap and I went up to get him out of his crib. Before he went to sleep, he had thrown all of his stuffed animals, blanket, book and Kar out of the crib. I'm sorry to say the 'tossing of items' was done in a fit of rage because he had been put down for a nap. As I pulled him out of his bare crib he pointed to the pile of items in the corner and said "Kar". That's Ethan talk for car. He then arched his back and said "up"...meaning he wanted down. So I put him down and he went over to the pile of ejected items and started rummaging through the pile obviously looking for his 'kar'. After some tossing of items, he pulled the item off the pile that was concealing the kar, and there it was just lying there. He didn't immediately reach down and pick it up. Instead, he turned his head around and looked up at me with the biggest smile on his face. It was so clear that the smile was saying "I found my kar, I am so happy". It would have been a priceless photograph. That smile said so much more than just, I'm smiling and I'm happy. There was obvious satisfaction and elation in that little 2 year old smile.
Some moments are priceless when raising kids.
Some moments are priceless when raising kids.
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