This afternoon's nap started in the big bed, but Cole got up so it ended in the crib. When I heard him start talking after an hour, I went into his room to get him. I got quite a surprise. Cole was standing at the side of the crib naked from the waist down.

"I took my pants and diaper off," he said very matter of factly.

"Why did you do that?" I asked.

"It was poopy."

Sure enough, the diaper neatly placed in the corner of the crib was poopy.

I've heard horror stories of kids who play with the poop when they take off their diapers, so I feel very fortunate. Potty training is definitely in the near future.

Cole was in the backseat playing with cardboard circles that shoot out of a big plastic watch (the toy from a Wendy's kids'meal) when he asked, "Where do circles come from?"

One section of Cole's favorite book is about mixing colors. I asked Cole "white and red make what color?" I thought he said poo-poo (in retrospect he probably said purple). I asked "Did you say poo-poo?" which he, of course, found hysterical. For the rest of the book, every color was "poo-poo."

I think we are nearing the stage of endless questions (along the vein of "where do babies come from") and poop jokes.

UPDATE: Last night when Rob was putting Cole to bed, I heard Cole laughing hysterically. I just found out that Rob thought he said poo-poo for purple. So that is where the poo-poo thing started.

Beach Baby Jay

Last weekend was a cool 85 degrees, so we went to the beach. We avoided bringing Jay there all summer because it has been too hot and sunny for a baby. He slept the first part of the day then enjoyed dipping his toes in the water.

"My Big Bed!"

I wish photos could show exactly how excited Cole was to get a big boy bed. He was literally bouncing off the walls while he and daddy put it together. He said "my big bed" over and over, and, when it was close to finished, exclaimed, "It's perfect!" I have to admit my eyes welled up at the thought of him transitioning from his crib to a bed.

My tears ended, however, as naptime began. Rob put him in the big bed and explained that he needed to stay there for the entire nap. That last about 30 seconds. Before Rob was even down the stairs, Cole got up, opened the door, and yelled "Hi!" Supernanny said on one episode to not talk or make eye contact--just put the child back in bed. So we tried that...about 3 dozen times. Every time he got up and stood at the top of staircase (which is gated) and yelled "Hi!"

I then decided, based on another episode of Supernanny, to lie on floor next to his bed where he couldn't see me. Supposedly my presence would make him stay in bed and fall asleep. Instead he leaned over the bed and said "Mommy....Hey Mommy...Mom!...Get up...Mommy get up...I'll give you a time out!" At that point I burst out laughing and decided naptime was over.

About an hour later, Cole was so tired he began to fall apart. So we decided to put the crib back together so he could get some sleep. That night he wanted to sleep in the big bed so we had a big discussion about not getting out of bed and he stayed put all night! Now the score is 2 nights and 1.5 naps in the big bed and 2.5 naps in the crib.

Cole is starting to become more attached to his stuffed animals. He spent a recent morning playing with his frog. He gave the frog a ride on his little scooter and looked so cute, I had to take a picture. He also had the frog sit in a chair next to him during lunch.

Busted!

We had an open house at Cole's school this afternoon. It was raining, so we decided I would take the boys inside while Rob parked the car. I had been driving so I got out of the car and walked around to get Cole. Instead of getting out and walking around to driver's side, Rob slid across the front seat. When I opened Cole's door, he told me, "Daddy swear." BUSTED!! Rob had knocked over a bottle of water I had in the cup holder and said, "sh--!" I guess Cole has heard me tell Rob not to swear. He's like a little sponge soaking up everything going on around him--even when it seems like he isn't paying attention.

"Gimme that Bottle!"

Rob was feeding Jay a bottle, but got distracted and moved it out of his mouth. Jay reached up and grabbed it with both hands and stuck it back in his mouth. When our big guy is hungry, nothing stops him!

Look out Cole--Jay's gaining on you!
Our "little" 5-month old is now wearing 12-month sleepers! We thought that we were going to be able to use all Cole's hand-me-downs, but Jay is big enough now to wear the clothes Cole wore in the fall and winter. Long pants and sweaters aren't going to work in 100 degrees!

This is for Aunt Robyn and Uncle Paul--Cole loves his Mr. Potato Head!! Especially with his tongue coming out of his chin and his eyes on top of his head!

More two-isms

It's been extremely hot and humid in Charleston lately--heat index over 100. This afternoon as we walked in a parking lot Cole told me to, "turn on the air conditioner." He's not entirely southern yet!

Another time when we were outside I put my hair in a ponytail. Cole didn't like it and kept saying "no hair, no hair." I told him it was cooler with my hair up. Now when we go outside he touches his hair and says, "put my hair up."

Once in a while when we are in the car, Cole says, "Hamma at airport." I guess he thinks we left grandma there and wants to go pick her up!

Sitting Pretty

Jay is learning to sit now. With support he can sit for a long time. Without support, he last only a few minutes before falling over. As you can see from this picture, he is pretty proud of this new skill and he is happy to see the world from a new perspective.