Monday, March 08, 2004

The Sound of Music As Amy, Gramma, and I sat at Gramma's table eating our lunch today, and Joseph slept in his carrier in the living room, the boys wandered off, as they often do. We didn't pay much attention to this, since the boys are good, generally, at behaving themselves in Gramma's house. We sat there, eating, when an odd, cacophanous noise sounded somewhere. Before we could put together all of the pieces to determine what it was, it went away. Then, pat-pit-pat-pit-pat, Ben came running into the kitchen with his hands over his ears. He looked at us, eyebrows angled upwards, eyes wide and said, "Josh made the music." Amy stood up and went out the kitchen door, and as she left the room, the noise returned, this time for several seconds. Some sort of rock music was blasting from Gramma's stereo (I didn't know you listened to rock, Gramma). After a few seconds, the sound went away again, followed by, pitpitpitpitpit, as Josh now came running from the living room, probably filled with a bit of guilt mingled with fear at the din he'd just created and the appearance of mommy in the living room. I don't recall everything that happened next, but judging by his general topic of conversation today, I'm guessing that his answer to any interrogation was, "cookie." So much for Josh's foray into the wonderful world of radio music. 11:59:27 PM    comment [] I Can See Clearly Now Josh went to the eye doctor today and got a new prespcription. On a recommendation, Amy went to get glasses at a place that had perfect frames for a two year old; it sounds like these frames will take just about any beating that Josh can deliver - and he can deliver a lot. They cost a pretty penny, since they aren't "Kaiser" glasses, but we're pretty sure we'll make up for it in all of the other pairs of glasses that we won't have to buy. Josh broke his current pair after only a week or so by opening them a tad bit farther than they were intended to open. Amy's been holding them together with masking tape since then, but she's had to reapply the masking tape several times a day. Josh looks good in glasses, though, and I've gotten used to him having them. He sure is a great kid, and I love hearing him talk. He has a one track mind, though, and once he gets a notion that he needs something or doesn't  need something, he keeps that notion until it comes to fruition. Today, he was convinced that he needed a constant in-flux of cookies, and his response to virtually every question was "cookie." That was the topic of conversation for him. One of his favorite words is "no." He has this high-pitched, yelling way of saying it that is really obnoxious when he wants it to be. He'll sit in one place, or stroll around screeching, "no," every five seconds or so, sometimes for no apparent reason. Whatever its intent, it sure is an attention-getter, which is probably why he does it; they learn so young. 11:40:22 PM    comment []

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