Once again, it has been a long time since I updated our adventures. Maybe it is because I have become addicting to FarmVille on Facebook:)
Several weeks ago, I connected with two other moms from our daycare. One has a little girl about a year older than Lucas, the other a little boy who is 4 months younger than Lucas. We arranged to have a playdate at the little boy's house. Talk about anxiety! I hoped Lucas would behave, I hoped the mom wasn't evaluating everything I did. I PRAYED the boys didn't fight. Good news, everything went fine. They are a very nice family-the mom just got a job at the same university I work at. The boys did great together. Lucas wasn't a bully-he loved all the toys. The other little guy was following Lucas around and kept telling him to come on-and he cried so hard when we left:( We are hoping to do it again after the holidays.
Wisdom of a two year old
Our cat Jeff seems to have developed an allegric reaction to his food. I will spare you the details but we needed to take him to the vet. Normally Marc takes him when he is off on Mondays but I said I could do it with Lucas on Saturday. So this past Saturday I bundled us up, told Lucas we were not going to see Mommy's friends (what he assumes whenever we go someplace on Saturday) but to Jeff's doctor. Got the cat in the carrier and headed into town. Lucas was beside himself with joy at seeing Jeff in his carrier and right next to him in the back seat. Lucas kept asking why we were going to see the doctor and I said because Jeff's belly hurt. He thought for a minute and then asked me why don't I kiss it to make it better? After circling the block twice, I decided to just bite the bullet and park in their lot, behind the building. But that meant going up about 5 steps. We managed to get into the vet's where Lucas entertained the techs with his singing and saw two dogs. He kept asking when we were going to see the doctor for Jeff. I never saw a little kid so excited to be at the vet's. Jeff doesn't like much of anything in life, the least of which is the vets. So he was putting on a full display of bad behavior-Lucas didn't know what to make of it. When the tech took Jeff's temperature, Lucas lifted up his shirt and told her he wanted it done too. An hour later we finally left.
Hanukkah
Since we celebrate both Hanukkah and Christmas, I have been trying to teach Lucas about the dreidel, the menorah. I have been trying to get him to say Happy Hanukkah and he is getting better at it. The funnier thing is that he likes to sing the Dreidel song. I thought that to him last weekend. He does OK with the first two lines but after that it sounds like he is starting to sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. We have 6 more days until Marc's family Hanukkah so maybe we can perfect it by then.
Who are you sleeping with tonight
Lucas has never been a big one on having stuffed animals in his crib. About 9 months ago he started sleeping with a stuffed hammer and screwdriver but that was it. About two weeks ago, he started asking for his Ernie doll-fine. If it helped him get to sleep, who cares? Then it turned into wanting not Ernie, he could stay on the rocking chair, but his puppy. Again, fine. At least he can tell us who he wants. Well, then puppy wasn't enough-he need to have Rexy too. Rexy is his T rex. Last weekend, he wanted Elmo. Now Elmo is pretty big. He is about 2 and a half feet tall. But he cuddled up to him and slept fine. We also have Cookie Monster who is the same size as Elmo. At some point this week, Cookie was also invited to come to bed, but not with Elmo. Last night, it was Elmo and Cookie in the crib with Lucas. Now this is a bit much. Lucas woke up at 2am and was up off and one for an hour. Marc wondered if there was some fighting going on over the blanket. Whatever it is, everyone needs to get along if there are going to be that many of them in there. And I am not going to have the space to take everyone with us when we drive to Buffalo next week.
