Daddy... Poop...

So David here again...  The other day I hear Anders calling "Daddy!  Daddy!" like he does in the morning to let me know that he is awake and ready to be up.  I go into his room and in the pale dark can make out that he looks a little dirty so I turn on the light before getting him.  He says: "Daddy, Poop!" and I look closely and he is covered from head to toe in throw up.  He must have thrown up early on in the night and then rolled in it because it was all over his sheets, clothing, hair and face, feet, hands... and all dried on.  So I get him up and take him to the bath and strip him down to wash him off.  Take off his diaper and yup, there was poop in there too.  I asked him what was all over his hair and even after telling him that it was throw up, he maintains that it was poop.  And Bram just watched through the whole thing wondering what was going on.

The joys of a 2 year old vocabulary and understanding of the world...

Hide-And-Seek

So this is David putting in my occasional post.  Tonight, Anders wanted to play hide-and-seek so he would count to 10 and then come find me by following our dog Camrose to see where she had found me.  So I told him that it was his turn to hide and that I would count to 10.  I counted and then called "Anders, I am coming to find you" to which he replied "Yeah".

So I said it again and he again shouted back "Yeah".  Then I said it again and he said "Right here!" so I asked where right here was and he called "Behind the door!" to let me know where he was hiding (which is the only spot he ever hides...)

Oh yeah, Bram isn't crawling yet but he can turn in circles on his bum or his belly which is a start and tonight he scooted while on his bum by grabbing things to get to where he wanted to go.