Barney. Cupcake was over visiting a while ago and we watched Barney. Monkey watched a video of kids riding bikes with a furrowed brow and then he walked over to his bike (which he has repeatedly tried to get us to remove from his sight,) signed “bike” and said “on.”
You could have blown knocked me over with a feather. I’m amazed by how well he does considering he has not ever done this at home before (he has ridden a trike in the hall at school.)
Yesterday afternoon it started snowing. Not a big deal, I do live in New England, but it is still snowing. School was canceled which is a pretty big deal, Cambridge hardly ever cancels school. Work was also deemed optional by the powers that be since 3 of our 3 offices were “adversely affected” by the storm. Woot! I’ll take a snow day, even if it means snow. Boo!
I keep meaning to tell you about my Bathroom Stalker but never seem to remember. He just refreshed my memory though. Whenever I go in the bathroom, he races to come watch. When he was little it wasn’t a big deal but he’s getting to be a big boy now and Mommy really could use some alone time once in a while, even if it’s only when I’m in our tiny bathroom. So, I’ve begun locking the door.
This development makes my little stalker furious. When confronted by a locked door he starts knocking politely. He gradually ramps up the knocking until it’s noticeably less than polite. He will then grab the door handle and shake the door until I am afraid he’ll knock it right off the hinges. I will tell him that he needs to wait a minute, I’m almost done (I am such a liar) and he will then lay down on the floor in the hallway so he can stare at my toes. He’s not even the slightest bit embarrassed when I catch him laying their either. He’ll just smile, wave and say “Hi!”
