Three little vignettes illustrating life with the brothers

Arram is a sturdy and determined little walker, but he's slow.  On account of the short little legs, don't you know.  He scampers along, little feet stomping away in his big boy lace-up shoes.  He's working so hard.  But hand-in-hand next to him, I'm only just meandering up the block at a slow stroll.  Consequently, going on an outing takes forever.  Our last trip to the farmer's market took an hour and a half, and that's not even counting the time it took for our apple juice and cupcake reward break.

It's hamburger night!  Amiri asks, Can I put the ketchup on my hamburger by myself?  OK, sure, here you go.  He upends it, shake shake shakes it, and before you know it s-s-s-slurp there's an enormous amount of ketchup all over the burger, bun, and most of the plate.  Amiri is delighted beyond all reason.  Ketchup sandwiches with meat are sure to become a new house favourite.  Arram asks for a second hamburger patty, no bun.  Sure, here you go.  He uses up most of the spilled ketchup on Amiri's plate by dipping the burger into it.  When the meat is gone, Daddy takes the plate away.  Arram grabs it back and finishes up the remaining ketchup with one quick swipe up into the palm of his hand and a big messy lick.

 

We got the boys a clock for their room.  A cute little silly one, to help them learn about telling time.  It has an alarm but we don't use it-- in the few times that we have, they've been disoriented and frightened by the loud odd noises.  But, GUESS WHO was playing with their clock before bed last night.  And somehow managed to set the alarm to go off at 4:45 this morning.  And would not go back to sleep afterward.