Pimp my Ride

He loves to be rolled around the house in Daniel's office chair. In the morning, before I've even had my first cup of coffee (sigh) he runs directly to Daniel's office and stands in front of his chair. So before I've even had my first cup of coffee (sigh) I put him in the chair and roll him through the hallway into the dining room and finally into the kitchen where I can get my coffee ON!
I swear to god, he sits on this chair like a king. He is out of control!

Hanging with his best buds

Rocco, David and Lucas spent an afternoon playing together while the mama's played catch up. Amy, Lena and I had a nice time talking and laughing while our little boys played and of course fought over toys. It was one of the nicest Friday afternoon's I've had in a long long time.

What can I say, they are just so insanely cute together.

just like butter

So many words are pouring out of his mouth. It's great to hear him say so many words and it never ceases to put a smile on my face.

His latest words are light, what's that? what's this? pacos for zapatos, gaco for gato and his favorite (me thinks) "chi chi" for milk. He wakes me up at all hours of night patting my chest with his little hands asking for chi chi. It's very funny. He even asks Daniel for chi chi. He actually does this little number a lot. He's now asked several women for chi chi to no avail. Yesterday while I was changing he pointed at my knees and said in a question "chi chi?" He seemed a bit confused.

He is persistent, I'll give him that. He keeps on asking for what he wants even after he's been turned down. I hope this quality sticks with him - to go after what he wants that is and not the random chest patting.

Dr Evil

Rocco is getting his own room! Finally. We are working it out all. So at the moment Ron (the best handy man in Oakland) is fixing our electrical wiring and is going to put plywood down in the attic. We have to move a lot of stuff up there and once that is finished, Rocco will have his own room. I went to Ikea and bought all the fixings, including the Dr. Evil chair.

Pay me 1 million dollars or I will .........poop (check); scream (check); keep you from sleeping (check); leave dirty hand prints throughout the house (check), love you madly (check).

You will wear that hat

Amy had an interview last week so I took care of David for a few hours here at the house. The boys had a lot of fun together...well I know Rocco did. He tried to feed David and chased him around with his fire engine hat. David was a good sport about it all and indulged Rocco's need to dress and feed him. There was a good two hours of this.......................David is incredibly patient and Rocco is very persistent.

pesky teeth

Poor baby R. He has 4 teeth coming in at the same time. He's been extra whiny these days and last night he was up quite a bit crying. I checked his belly and his temperature and everything felt normal so instead of soothing him, I barked "GO TO SLEEP ROCCO" and kept "shuuing" and "chishing" him to go to sleep. He wouldn't so I barked, and he screamed and no one slept. Of course this morning I saw all the teeth coming through. Poor thing. Now I feel like a horribly insensitive mother.

Other than teeth and more teeth breaking through the surface of his gums, he is doing really well. He had his pediatric check up and he is doing really well. Doctor said he's healthy and looks great! Those are ALWAYS the words you want to hear.

We are back to a routine. We were very active this week. He went to Kinder Gym, Gymboree class, Rock in Kids Music class and swimming. He also went to Lydia's 2 times this week and had a great time playing with Maya and Noam, his two friends at day care (Lucas being the 3rd but didn't make it to Lydia's this week). He painted and played and had a couple of time out's for misbehaving. Lydia makes the toddlers sit on a pillow for 3 minutes in the corner when they don't listen or throw things or hit or bite or....
I didn't think Rocco would actually sit still for 3 minutes but he did. I saw it with my very own eyes. On Wednesday night at home he had a time out. I pulled out a pillow, put it on the floor and the next time he threw something across the room, I put him on the pillow. He sat there for 3 full minutes. He knew he was in trouble. I tried not to smile or laugh which was so incredibly difficult. He looked so cute. He didn't move; he just sat there looking around waiting for his time to be up.
Did it work? Kinda. He stopped throwing for a whole 5 minutes after wards.

Well I have to go out and run some errands. I will post pictures of the little man soon.