First Snow

I'm a little late with this post, but Micah got to play in the snow for the first time ever last week. Last winter he was still getting used to walking, so he didn't ever really get to enjoy the snow (which is a shame, since there was sooooo much snow last year!). But we recently had a decent snowfall here in Nebraska that stayed through the morning but melted away in the afternoon (the best kind!), so Josh bundled Micah up and took him out. Here he is in his snow gear: It took him a while to be able to walk in it without falling down.

I think he ate about half of the snow in the yard.

Josh and Micah also made a huge snowball, starting it at the top of the hill and rolling it until it was too big to roll. It's a shame I didn't get a picture of it (although ten days later, some of it still remains). Micah kept talking about the "big ball" that they made.

After they came in, I made the boys hot chocolate. Micah LOVED it.

And just because he's cute:

Happy Winter!

Monkey See, Monkey Do

As your kids begin talking more and more, you start to realize that the things that come out of their mouths are the same things that come out of your mouth. And you see them doing things that you realize are imitations of the way you do things. It's like a tiny, distorted mirror! So here are some of the "Monkey See, Monkey Do" moments I've noticed lately.

• Micah has seen me clean his grubby fingerprints off a DVD so many times, that today I saw him breathe on a DVD, then pull up his shirt and rub it on his bare belly before putting it in the DVD player. (By the way, that's NOT how I clean them!)
• Once, when I was watching t.v. and Micah was trying to tell me something, he came over, grabbed my chin, and turned my face to look at his. Just like I do when I need his attention. :)
• Micah "helps" me fold the laundry by picking an article of clothing out of the basket, shaking it, and then laying it in a pile on the couch. I never realized that I shake all the clothes before I fold them, but I guess I do.
• He's kind of obsessed with eggs, always wanting to hold them and whatnot. I finally let him break one for a recipe. He tapped it on the pointy end, and once it cracked, he just kind of squeezed until the shell crushed and the egg came out. I didn't have to show him what to do, though. He knew how to break an egg!
• While I'm slathering lotion on Micah after a bath, I usually have to pick a fallen hair or two (of mine) off his body where it's stuck to the lotion. Now Micah has started to pinch imaginary hairs off his skin and throw them on the floor while we're going through this routine.
• The most-spoken phrases in our house (judging by the phrases Micah imitates) are: "What are you doing?" "Where are you?" (when he's in another room and I can't see him), "Be careful!" (He said that one when Josh leaned his chair on two legs during dinner), and "No get me!" (i.e. "You can't get me.")

Do your kids do any humorous imitations of you? Tell me about it in a comment.

October Pictures

Took me long enough, but here you go:

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