Two will be half the work of one, right?
Dear Thomas and Theodore,
Your ability to be in the moment, to live in the present, is a wonderful gift.
However, on occasion it might be useful to look at the bigger picture.
Thomas, in the grand scheme of things, going to bed is not really a hideous form of mistreatment doled out by us, the meanest of [...]
“Stop! Do not bang Theo’s head on the table.”
Thomas looks up, all surprise and wounded innocence.
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Thomas, brandishing a chop stick, perkily asks, “Mummy, can I stick this up your nose?”
“No.”
“Why? Mummy, why?”
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Theo has taken to waking up for the morning at 5:30am. Today, he took his first nap at 6:50am. Grrrrrrrrrr.
I sneezed.
“Excuse me.”
“OK, Mummy. U’m ‘xcusin’ you,” Thomas replies.
An attempt to transcribe Thomas’s monologue in the bath tonight, when he found a long hair of mine, wrapped it around his finger, and was then engrossed with 3.5 year old play for about 10 mins!*
“U’m lyin’ in the water here wif my special worm.
Don’t tug me.
Wah … wah… wah… (simulating crying)
OK. Ah go ’round [...]
A young scientist, Dr. Theodore B-D, is continuing his research into the effects of gravity on eating utensils, despite his mother’s assurances that the Earth’s gravitational field will always result in a downward motion.
Over the past week, Dr. T has taken to carefully grasping any eating utensils left in his reach and dropping them over [...]