You have energy...I'll build you an obstacle course!

The afternoon started off with a bang. Henry fell down an entire flight of stairs! Thankfully, they were carpeted. He cried a little, I checked him over for any injuries or pains, but he was fine and off playing in no time. I feel like having your kids fall down stairs is a right of passage as a parent. It's right up there with having some time pass after changing a diaper and realizing you have poop on you...in an area that is way to close to the part of your hand that was touching the food you just put in your mouth!

Anyway, I digress. After the fall, Evelyn and Henry were playing nicely together with blocks. This lasted for a little while and eventually turned into Henry smacking the blocks all over the place and then bashing a block on top of Evelyn's head, which led to me giving him a stern talking to. Lately, whenever he gets in trouble and I start talking to him about it, he closes his eyes. I have to try not to laugh, because it makes me think of THIS scene from The Simpsons every time.

After playing with blocks it turned into wrestling and Henry saying, "I tackle you" every time he fell on Evelyn. Shortly after this video Evelyn pulled Henry's hair - that was the end of wrestling. I'm beginning to wonder if this is the beginning of Henry being able to dish it out, but not take it. Evelyn seems sufficient at both! 

From that point on Henry seemed to become super energized. I needed to do a number of things inside of the house, so we couldn't go outside or anywhere for him to get his energy out. The solution...a makeshift obstacle course for him to climb on! He loved it! And, Evelyn loved having her own personal ball pit!

The creation kept evolving, eventually turning into this. Not only was this fun for Henry and Evelyn, but it was for me too. I'm already thinking of more ideas to make it even bigger and better!!

Evelyn had a go at the ball pit at the bottom of the slide...she was not a fan. As soon as she got in it, she froze and wouldn't move. Then she started crying, which oddly enough, made me laugh do to another Simpsons episode when Maggie gets stuck in a ball pit...maybe I've seen too many Simpsons episodes?

You're not pooping

Henry did not take a very long nap today, actually, I don't think he fell asleep at all.  He was up in his room for about 30 or 40 minutes and then became in great distress. I could hear him saying "I pooping" over and over again. I went into his room and this is how the next few minutes went:

Me: "Hey bud. Did you poop?"
Henry: "Yeah. I pooping. I pooping"
I smelled his diaper and looked inside.
Me: "You didn't poop bud. You just tooted."
Henry: "I pooping! I pooping!" Tears starting to fall.
Me: "No bud. It's ok, you just tooted."
Henry: Full on crying. "No. I pooping! I pooping! I pooping! I pooping!"
Me: "It's ok. You didn't poop. You just tooted. Here, hold my hand."
Henry: "I pooping. I sleep without chupete."
Me: "Yeah. You sleep without your chupete because you gave them to Evelyn because your a big boy and a good big brother. I'm so proud of you."
Henry: Crying starting to settle down but still whimpering. "Agua."
Me: "Ok. Aqui. Agua."
Henry: Takes a drink. "Done."
Me: "Ok. Now go to sleep bud."
Henry: "Thomas. Thomas."
Henry had taken off his Thomas the Train socks and thrown them out of his crib.
Me: "Do you need your Thomas socks to go to sleep?"
Henry: "Yeah."
I put his socks back on and lay him back down.
Henry: "Rock silla. Rock silla."
I carry him over to the rocking chair, sit down, and start to rock.
Henry: Still whimpering. "Pray. Pray."
Me: "You want me to pray?"
Henry: "Yeah."
Me: "Ok. God thank you for today and the beautiful weather. Please help Henry to have a good nap and great rest of the day. We pray all of this in your name. Amen."
Henry: "Rocket. Rocket."
Me: "Ok. I'll sing the rocket song."

I sing him a song I made up called the Rocket Song. During which I can hear Evelyn starting to cry from downstairs so I rush it a little and put him down in his crib. He never ended up falling asleep. We are now eating animal crackers and laughing at Evelyn shake her toys.

A good afternoon!

Bathroom

Reason why my kid is crying: mommy went into the bathroom.

I have to look my best

We were riding in the car. Henry was being so good and quiet in the back seat...until we realized he had gotten into mommy's makeup bag and we took her mascara away from him!

We were on our way to dinner, so I guess Henry just wanted to make sure he looked his best.

Booboo

Henry has started the accusation stage - I'm not really sure if that's an actual stage, but whatever it is, he's in it.  He literally accuses everything of giving him a booboo. It all started when reading a book with Annie. There was a girl in the book. Henry leaned into the book and very softly touches his head to the girl. He then said, "booboo, niña" and pointed to the girl in the book. After that everything was giving him a booboo: the trash can, Evelyn, the wall, the stairs, a piece of tape, his food, pillows, blankets. The list goes on and on. He does not get over the booboo until we point at what gave him the booboo and say, "don't give Henry a booboo. Say lo siento and give him un beso." Then Henry gives it a kiss and goes on with the rest of his day!

Some good family time

Henry only took about an hour nap today. I spent the hour cramming in as much work for Snap Fitness (greatest gyms ever) as I could. He woke up crying and screaming! Nothing I tried would comfort him or get him to relax. After about an hour of rocking him, holding him, getting him milk and juice; he finally was able to communicate to me what he wanted. He wanted Evelyn to lay on her floor mat and him and me to sit next to her on the floor with his juice and milk cup. Haven't heard a peep from him since. He just wanted some good family time!

My leg is stuck

Reason why my son is crying: He thought it would be fun to stick his leg in between the baby gate posts. It was not. 

Maybe it will be fun the second time? Nope, it's even worse the second time. 

How do I get out of here?!

Reason why my son is crying: He squeezed himself behind the chair and can't get out!

His uncontrollable passion for the Detoit Lions comes from me

Annie told me this story after I got downstairs from changing Evelyn's diaper.

Henry was crying and clearly wanted something. Annie had Henry show her what he wanted: it was Evelyn's pink headband. Once he got the headband on his head he was ok, until he saw the Lion's clip that Evelyn had in her hair earlier, so, he lost it again. Annie clipped the Lion's clip in his hair. He was happy as could be!

I like to think his uncontrollable passion for the Detroit Lions comes from me!!

Reasons why my kid is crying

He couldn't turn the handle to open the window...

This truck's too big!

After straining, grunting, and pushing with all his might; Henry finally came to the dreaded conclusion that the truck was too big to fit in his shorts! It ruined his morning...for about three seconds...then he found a ball to play with!

The ball wouldn't fit up his shorts either! Only comforting from dad would ease his broken heart!!

Another Wide Receiver

This is an old one: Henry was about 2 months old.  He was dressed in his Sunday best ready to cheer on his Detroit Lions in the 2012 NFL draft!

He lost it when they took another wide receiver when there were still plenty of other options available!!