What I Asked/What He Did

Sometimes I really wonder what goes through Deacon's head.

One day I asked Deacon to put my keys away, down the stairs, by the door. You know, where I always keep them:

Awhile later, when I went looking for my keys, I think you can imagine my surprise when I found them here (all the way down the stairs, on top of my sewing machine):

I started wondering (and documenting) this when I asked him one day to put the picture frame Zeke made at school on the fridge (it's a magnet, that's why). I really wasn't prepared for finding the magnetic picture frame in the fridge:

I mean, why wouldn't you want a picture frame in the fridge? Right?

I think my favorite might have been when I handed Deacon some clothes that Finn had outgrown, and asked him to put them in the purple box by the fireplace that has some of Finn's other clothes in it already.

Why he put them in the tissue box (that was full of tissues) is beyond me, and I've given up wasting brain power trying to figure it out. I just take my pictures, put the stuff where I wanted it to go originally and laugh as I think about how I'm totally going to blog about it. Because really, what else can you do?

Edit:I wrote this on Tuesday since I was in a blogging mood after getting the one I wrote on Tuesday finished, but I accidentally hit "publish" before I dated it for Thursday, when I wanted it to post. So, to those who had it show up on their blogs or google readers and then found there wasn't anything here to see, I apologize. I also hope you did see the previous post I wrote about the funny things Deacon has said lately. It's a good'un.

This Kid Cracks Me Up

Even though Zeke takes the bus now, I still pick him up Wednesdays after school so we can go to McDonald's for lunch with some of the other kids in his class.

Last week, while we were sitting outside of the school waiting for him to get out, Deacon said, "Mom, I need sunglasses."

I reached behind my seat and handed him his Lightning McQueen shades. He handed them back and said, "No, Mom. I need white sunglasses." Meaning, he wanted my sunglasses.

So I handed him my white sunglasses. He put them on, looked around, then said, "Mom. I need window down." And so there he sat, in the 50 degree weather, with his window down and his sunglasses on.

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The other night I had the boys in the tub and it was about time for them to get out (as in the water was draining and the toys were cleaned up). As they were finishing up putting all their bathtoys back in the bucket, Zeke let loose a little fart. Deacon, one to not let anything slip past him, looked down at Zeke's bum, then up at a Zeke's face and said, "Zeke! You have toots?!"

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Our garbage gets collected on Thursday mornings. This past Thursday, Deacon decided that he wants to start watching the school bus drive up our street to the cul-de-sac, turn around, and then come back down the street, waving as it drives past on its way to school. As the garbage truck started going around the cul-de-sac last week, Deacon noticed that it was getting close to someone's garbage cans. His eyes got all big and he said, "Whoa bus! Look out garbage cans!" As the bus cleared the cans with ease, he heaved a big sigh of relief and said, "Whew!" I guess he was really concerned about the cans.

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The other day we were out in the backyard playing since the sun's been shining (ahh!). Josh started doing something that looked interesting so Deacon went over to Josh and said, "What are you doing?"

I'm guessing Josh didn't quite hear him because he looked and Deacon and said, "What?"

So Deacon looked right at Josh and said slowly and loudly, "I said, 'What. are. you. do.ing?"

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Oh that Deacon. He is so goofy, yet so sweet. I just can't wait to see what he'll come out with next.

Life Is Constantly A Party...

...when everything is a hat.

And I do mean everything.

Scooter

Finn has figured out how to scoot about while he's on his back. He's been "turning" in his "crib" (pack and play) for awhile now. And now that he's got it down, he scoots all about on his playmat as well. As such, he's making quite the bald spot on the back of his head. This spot, is remarkably devoid of hair. It's almost tacky to the touch. And it's kind of funny because there is a ton of hair below the bald spot. The hair on the top half of his head flips back into this cute curl (not really pictured nicely here). So, it's a big curl, then a bald area, then lots of hair just hanging out. We might be closing in on the time in his babyhood where we shave his head. It happened to both of his older brothers, so it's just a matter of time before it happens for him too.

You can also make out the "stork bite" birthmark he has on his head, right above the bald patch. I think it's sweet. I also think he might have a second one in that bunch of hair below the bald patch, but it's hard to tell right now. I guess if we do shave his head sometime soon, we'll know for sure then.

Finn is also fascinated, at times, by the TV now. He mostly gets into whatever his brothers are watching ("Sesame Street", "Handy Manny", and the like), I think he likes the bright colors and the music. He also seemed to enjoy "Memphis Beat" when I would watch it at night. Maybe, like me, he likes the music they play on that show. And Jason Lee. Because really, who doesn't like Jason Lee?

So, I think I've covered just about everything there is to cover about Finn now. He's huge, he's super sweet, he's eating cereal (along with a million ounces of formula a day), he enjoys a little tv now and then, he's "balding", and he just charms the pants off of everyone he meets. I can hardly wait to see what he does next.