Wednesday, January 9, 2013

redonk

Everything about Theo is ridiculous. (In a good way. Hello.)

His hair. I kid you not.

When his eyebrows came in they looked like they'd been painted on and plucked.

When his eyelashes came in, they were twice as long as mine.

When he got past the squinty newborn phase, his eyes opened up and stayed the size of silver dollars.

When his hair came in, it was ridiculously high and fluffy, courtesy of the double crown on the back of his head - two hair whorls that mirror each other exactly and are about an inch apart.

When his teeth came in, there was a howdy-doody gap between the two front ones.

Wild Man is taking requests. His hair tuft is not.

He has the same cleft chin as the rest of us, but when you add it to the other stuff it kind of fits the bill.

His cheeks are so fat now that someone we didn't know said, "What's the name of the one with the fat cheeks?"

He is ridiculously loud, to the point where Jono said to him one evening, "Theo, you don't belong in my family." (He was joking, of course. A little.)

He fell halfway down our long-ish staircase, giving himself a black eye. He cried for about 30 seconds. (This is the opposite of the behavior we typically see in another small person who lives here.)

He's all about cheap thrills, wherever they may be found.


Theo seems to be wired for the extreme, both in his personality and his physicality. We've enjoyed watching one ridiculous thing after another occur in and around him, and I'm sure we'll be entertained by this for years to come.

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Pretending Real Things


Jude is four now, and the flavor of the things he says is morphing along with his age. Here's a sampling from his third and fourth years (so far):

"Theo's head looks like a blueberry."

"I like this kind of baby. This is the baby that I wanted."

"I'm pretending real things."

"Can you go in the window room and stay there?" (He wanted to sneak chocolate chips from the cupboard.)

"I'm making this go away so you can't see it." (Said while spreading sand around that he wasn't supposed to throw out of the sandbox.)

TMI: "I made a J! I'm going to try to make a U." (This was said in the bathroom, and I'll let you guess what he was talking about.)

"Theo is like a little crumb."

"Fee's dream is to join the circus."

Talking about his little stuffed dog; "Do you know what Puppy doesn't do? Bite. If you put your hand by his mouth he licks it. If you put your hand here [by his nose] he does this. [Sniffs]. You can touch his fur like this. [Strokes gently.] Don't pinch Puppy. Only a teensy weensy bit."

I love this little dude.

Monday, January 7, 2013

happy new year!

Please excuse the lame "shutterfly" branding of this card, and my month-long silence. Click through twice to see it larger, if you want to see Theo's cheek to face ratio with greater accuracy.
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