Deacon is a ninja. He will gladly help himself to whatever food or drink you've left laying about when you're not looking. For example, I made the bowl of cereal the other morning, ate a few bites before the bus came for Zeke. By the time I got back in the house I found this:
Notice his own bowl of cereal on his placemat.
His favorite, though, seems to be my tea. Within seconds of having made myself a mug of tea, there are little eyes watching me, waiting for the moment when I put the mug down so he can pounce. He's not always subtle. In fact, most times he'll walk right up to you and ask for a bite of whatever it is you're eating. He usually does this to Josh at lunch time. I've learned to wait until Deacon is napping to eat my lunch. Josh hasn't learned this yet.
Deacon has also been tearing it up in the music department. Just like his daddy, Deacon enjoys making up his own songs about...well, about whatever he wants. Whatever it is he's looking at, whatever someone around him might have just said, about whatever he is doing or wants to do, about absolutely nothing at all. It's fantastic. And he just busts out with them too, there's no warning, just the sudden sound of singing. He likes to sing already written songs too. Here he is singing part of "The Wheels on the Bus".
Deacon is also a crack-up. He's still saying the most hilarious things, but sadly I can't think of any right now. He has this crazy sock thing going on currently. We really shouldn't put him in bed in socks anymore because they never stay on his feet. Last night I went down to check on him as his playing started getting out of hand, and I found him with his socks on his hands. It wasn't the first time this has happened. And socks on the hands are fine, I have no problem with that. It's when I go in and his socks are on the ground/in his bed/anywhere other than his feet, and they're soaking wet because he's been chewing on them, that gets me. I mean, eww! So there's that.
However, I finally got a picture of one of the many, many wonderful faces he makes throughout the day. And I think this picture really sums up Deacon nicely. I'll set it up for you, so it makes a little bit of sense. A friend of Zeke's from school let us borrow some of his and his brothers old Halloween costumes, in case the boys decide they want to dress up this year at all. So we were going through the bag of costumes the other night, trying just about all of them on. Zeke was the most excited about this and finally settled on wearing the Wolverine costume for awhile. (I think it was the mask that had him the most excited about it.) Deacon finally agreed to play along when we got out the Spider-man costume. I was trying to get a decent shot of the two of them together, just in case this was the only time I could get them both in costume at the same time, and this is what I got:
Man, I love this kid!