Uf - more fun was had this weekend than any weekend in the history of the world!
OK, maybe not, but we had a great time with Ezra and our friends and family hanging out during the morning and on through the BBQ on Saturday afternoon. So many people to play with! Today was a nice mellow Sunday with a little bike ride and some time at the park. Ezra is two! But now we have to go back to work, which won’t be as fun as either Saturday or Sunday. Boo!
Ezra’s birthday was awesome! We had fun at the park after eating the birthday doughnut
Then we opened some presents (super awesome monster truck from Grampa O and a great train set from dad)! Then we went to Oaks Park and rode the train, saw some boats, ate fair food, rode the carousel, went to dinner, came home, ate cake and ice cream, played with the great new presents, had a huuuuuuuuuge poop, and then read a new book and went to bed. What a great great birthday! And tomorrow will be full of more fun, friends, and food. yay!
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
We’ve been running around the house. We went to the park. Ezra got a birthday doughnut for brunch.
Presents have been arriving though none have been opened yet.
The day is early. There is more to do. After his nap we will be off to Oaks Park.
EZRA IS TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!
I don’t know if Ezra likes the cool mint baking soda and peroxide toothpaste more than the silly strawberry calcium and silica toothpaste, or if Ezra has finally just started to like to brush his teeth and actually brushes his teeth and not just suck the toothpaste from tooth brush.
I do believe he likes to brush teeth more because Valerie and I always smile and brush teeth with him and tell him what a good job he does brushing teeth. And the smiles are not fake smiles, because I do still feel joy when seeing him brush teeth and smile at me in the mirror.
He does good brushing teeth. He does do more of a chew/brushing, but he does move and bite down on the bristles throughout his entire mouth and not just his incisors.
He is now trying to spit toothpaste out of his mouth to the sink like -v- and me, but hasn’t quite got to the ability to brush fast enough to create lots of toothpaste spit. -v- and I keep telling him that he needs to brush more before he can spit.
I’ve been taking Ezra to swim lessons since Monday of last week. He’s enjoying being in the water - especially last week when it was soooooo unusually hot. But I don’t think he’s really into swimming lessons themselves. For starters, he hasn’t learned the first lesson - how to put your face in the water and blow bubbles. I think he may have some latent memory of the womb and how he used to inhale/swallow amniotic fluid like a fish in a pond, because every time he sticks his face in the water he either drinks or inhales. He likes to splash and play with some of the toys, and he likes the part where we sing “Motor boat motorboat go so slow, motorboat motorboat go so fast, motorboat motorboat kick up the gas!” Except at that last part, after we have all gone around in a circle faster and faster, we’re supposed to put our faces near the water and blow bubbles and Ezra of course is either drinking or sputtering and the teachers are looking at me funny. But that’s OK. Ezra doesn’t really like to do what they want anyway, he’d much rather play his own games and sing his own songs and splash me with water. I think his last straw with the lessons was the toy incident of last week where he stomped out of the pool in protest of being told he had to give up a toy. Maybe he’s already got a problem with authority figures?
All the progress Ezra had on resisting the addiction to the binky has been regressed. In fact, Friday, Ezra was fussing for not having two binkies while running around the house.
Where once he would put his binky on the dresser before leaving his room, he now sneaks it out not wanting to let it go. Now he wants it all the time.
-v- suspects a new girl and his new friend at playcare who is a bit older than Ezra and has two binkies throughout the playcare day is making it hard for Ezra to quit the binky.
Whatever the reason, we get to hear, ,,Binky, binky, binky, binky…” periodically through the day. And now we understand less of what Ezra says because it is stuffed with a binky.
He wants to lick his hands free of liquid soap when washing hands. He likes to drink soapy bath water. He sucks suds from wash cloth and likes it.
I suppose the liquid soap does look similar to the food condiments that we use for food, so I don’t fault him for wanting to try soap nor would I believe he liked soap if he happened to lick or try to lick the liquid soap from his hands once or twice, but he wants to lick his hand free of soap every time he washes hands rather than rinse the hands free of soap with the water flowing from faucet.