
I think we have really reached a good mostly moved-in state now. I say that because we would rather be here much of the time than go out anywhere. Our home is comfy and warm and full of love. There is nothing to escape, our home is a haven. I love it. More so when it is mostly clean instead of mostly dirty.
Things I better write down before they are lost to my memory:
Trainboy now carries an invisible train named Thomas in his pocket. Thomas is spelled of letters, much like the show "WordWorld". Thomas makes steam, which Trainboy will gladly demonstrate to you.
Trainboy also like to make nests, usually on the couch, but the photo is one of the more creative ones. Thank you Ikea for designing these nice organizing bins just the right size to hold little boys. Now I'll never misplace him!
Dinoguy loves
Zooboomafoo right now. He has mastered the basic principles of DVR - namely that you can pause & rewind your favorite parts over and over, to learn from them. He plays the song at the beginning over and over and dances to it while singing. It's pretty awesome. The only other song that gets such treatment is the "I'm not an egg anymore" song from
Backyardigans Mighty Knights. He asks many questions about animals and plants, some of which I know the answers to, some of which I don't. He watches
Bindi the Jungle girl occasionally too, but I don't think he gets as much from it as he does from the commercials playing during its breaks. (And fast forwarding during commercials is a no-no!)
Dinoguy had his first ingrown toenail this past week, (put that in your baby book!) which led to a discussion of "good white cell guys" and "bad bacteria guys" in our bodies, as part of why Mommy had to release the pus from his toe. Thanks to google images, we looked at many leucocyte and bacterial images, as well as the various parts of the cell - flagellae, mitochondria, and the like! His toe is fine - its just a sign to us that he is past due for new shoes - to the store!
I have found my cooking experiment bug again and have been having fun in the kitchen. I post about that on my food blog though. :) However, I mention it here because of the fun thing that happened today with my chocolate berry tart. Dinoguy wanted to help put on the berries at the end and instead fell hand first into the tart, coming out with a hand full of chocolate. I cried out in pain (my tart!) but suppressed the yells. However I still scared him a bit with my reaction and had to reassure him that it was just fine, would taste fine, I wasn't upset, it was an accident, its just a tart...Fixitman helped me to stay mostly calm and deal with what really was a minor accident, though it felt major for a bit. So maybe I'm a bit neurotic about my food experiments?