the babe, the boy, and me....

...a running commentary on my life in general. Who knows what I will write about on any given day? It could be about the kids (The Boy, age 3 or The Babe, age 5), it could be about my husband, or it could be about (gasp!) me, and what I am thinking/feeling/doing. After all, it is "all about erika". I am not sure how entertaining this might be to anyone who isn't me. You've been warned.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

a bit about the boy

I've been writing a lot about The Babe lately. Kinda makes you forget I also have The Boy. bad mommy. Here are some cute things The Boy has been up to lately:

The Boy loves recycling. Isn't that funny? He takes all of daddy's empty diet coke cans to the garage door, all the while yelling "door! door!" to get one of us to come open the door. He steps into the garage and places each can into the recycle bin. He repeats this until there are no more cans on the counter. Then he starts in with the yogurt containers, and the milk bottles, etc... until there is nothing left.

I think we have a budding environmentalist on our hands, and I couldn't be more pleased.

He also has a new fascination with Thomas the Train. As a birthday gift in February, The Boy received a Thomas train set made by the Lego/Duplo folks. He loves this train set. The first time I set it up, he sat in the middle of the track, with the circle going around him, moving the train along and saying "choo choo! choo choo!" over and over. It was very sweet. Yesterday after the bath, The Boy was watching PBS Sprout, and what should come on but the Thomas the Train show (which we have never watched before. The Babe was never too into it). He runs to the living room where his train set is boxed up and starts yelling "choo choo! Mommy! choo choo!" He's very insistant. I go to him, and there he is begging for me to let him play with his Thomas train set. So.. 10 minutes before bedtime, do I really want to drag out a whole mess of Legos? You betcha! My little fella was just too cute to turn down.

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