Ethan-isms

Ethan has been driving me crazy lately with the things he says and does. He tries to act so grown up. Abe finds them quite amusing so I thought I would share some of them with you. I took the picture above this morning. He sat at Abe's computer and told me that he had some work to do. I was talking to him about what he was doing and he picks up the voice recorder, puts it to his ear and says "Mom can you be quiet, this is an important call." I know where he has heard that before.

The other day he came out of his room before quiet time (in lieu of nap time) was over and I asked him who told him he could come out of his room. With all seriousness he said "Monkey (his stuffed animal) opened his eyes and said it was time to wake up." Today during another non-nap time he came downstairs with a blanket on his head and I said "Ethan why did you come out of your room?" He replied "It's not Ethan, its just a ghost."

The other day I asked him if he had seen the sling I have for Taylor. He wasn't sure what I was talking about so I clarified "the brown polka dot sling." He was quick to point out that it had "white spots". And the sad part is he is usually right but that doesn't make it any less annoying.

I had cleaned up the other day and I threw away some things that Ethan had brought home from nursery since he hadn't looked at it since Sunday. I made the mistake of throwing them in the bathroom trashcan so later when Ethan went into the bathroom he said "WHAT HAPPENED!" I think I just played innocent and acted like I had no idea what he was talking about. Then in a totally patronizing voice he said "Mom, Jesus doesn't go in the trashcan."

I don't think I have mentioned that Ethan told us recently that he has a brother that hangs out at Food Lion (which is kind of across the street from our house). His name is Nathan. When I asked him if his brother lived at Food Lion and he looked at me like I was completely crazy. He said "No one LIVES at Food Lion." So I'm the crazy one cause its completely rational just to hang out there but not to live there.

So I have finally found my one crafty passion. This has taken many years and much money wasted on things that I did once and put down. As Taylor has lost a lot of her hair it is hard to put ponies and barettes in her hair. Not to mention the fact that she likes to stroke her hair while she eats and will pull out anything that is in her hair (and any hair that might be attached to it). Because of her rather large head I couldn't find many headbands that will fit her head so I decided to make my own. So I spent a while (I won't confess how long it actually took) figuring out how to make them adjustable and how to make it so I can just switch out the ribbon so it takes me about two minutes and maybe 50 cents to make a new one. It is pretty sad that I'm so excited about my accomplishment but like I said, I don't do crafty very often. So here is Taylor modeling my first creation. She is pretty good about wearing them though the other day in the car I heard Ethan say from the back seat, "Mom, Taylor is being a pirate" as the headband had covered her eyes. I felt kind of bad so I was talking to her about how I was sorry and I would fix it when we stopped. Ethan looked at her and said "Don't worry, now the sun can't get in your eyes." Such an optimist.

And the rest are just some random photos that I forgot to post. We once again abandoned Abe and went to my parents house on one of the weekends that he had classes on Saturday and Sunday. It is so nice to have them close enough that we can pop in for the weekend.

We had a fun 4th of July and Ethan loved his "flag shirt". Any time I put it on him now he points out that it isn't the 4th of July any more.

Ethan's enthusiam went down from here once he realized that we weren't going to let him shoot the fireworks off.

So this picture is from one day when the babysitter did Taylor's hair. I don't know why she always makes it stick straight up but it looks so funny. I can't remember if I ranted about this or not but forgive me if I have. So I have this pile of clothes that people have given me that I decided I didn't like enough to keep and I have been meaning to take it to goodwill or something. For several days straight I would come home to find that the babysitter had dressed her completely in goodwill clothes (by the way this is not one of her goodwill outfits). I personally think Taylor has lots of adorable outfits so I can't figure out why in the world she would pick these to dress her in. It annoyed me to no end. Not to mention that I'm so annoyed with this same babysitter because she wrote me an email last night saying that she is quitting with hardly any notice because she found a better paying job. So annoying!