The Short End Of The Stick

Have you ever wondered what the short end of the stick looks like?  It looks like this:

Poor Jonah.  We are four and a half years into this whole parenting gig, and we have completely fallen prey to Second Child Syndrome, in which the younger but equally cute and enthralling child finds himself with one-tenth the pictures and information coverage as his older brother.  Case in point:  Nate's second birthday involved a party for 20 of his closest friends at Under The Sea and enough pictures to fill a small album, as well as a lengthy post on this very blog covering every moment of the special day.  Jonah's second birthday involved a rocket ship shaped cake, and a story on the blog about how Flora the stuffed bunny from Nate's preschool class enjoyed pretending to eat some of it during her visit.  Incidentally, Flora is also visiting us this week, and we're having a blast! (Special thanks to Grandma Nan for the super funky hat!).

But I digress.  We are failing to chronicle Jonah's every moment with the same fervor and intensity with which we noted Nate's.  So here is a roundup of what's been happening with Jonah while we weren't looking:

1.  Jonah apparently knows all of his letters and numbers.  Who knew???  I can't say it's much of a surprise, given the amount of time Nate devotes to joyfully exclaiming about whatever letters and numbers he happens to see.  It's pretty much like air around here.  So it was inevitable that we would be in Whole Foods, and Jonah would suddenly start shouting, with an enthusiasm matched only by Nate's, "Haych!""O!" "L!" and "E!" at the letters in the sign.  (He hasn't quite gotten W yet; he just thinks it's an upside down M every time he sees it).  It was equally inevitable that he would run into the middle of Nate's game of Trouble, pop the die bubble, and happily scream to the world, "I got 4!!!"  The sad thing is that we had no idea that he was in the middle of learning them.  But there you have it: Jonah knows his letters.  Thank you, Nate and Super Why.

2.  Jonah apparently goes poo poo in the potty(!), and, considerately enough, he decided to take his first run at it in the big potty, instead of the little potty (so far I have never had anyone poop in the little potty, and for that, I am eternally grateful, because yuck, is all I can say).   He's been doing some number 1 business in the little potty on a recreational basis for a while, but this morning, he stayed dry the whole morning, heading to the potty just before lunch, which felt like a major step.  Then, this afternoon, he announced that he was going to go poo poo in the big potty, and then he actually did!  How unexpected! 

3.  Jonah apparently can sit through an entire movie in the theaters!  Today was a rainy day for the Bay Area, so in the afternoon, we joined friends Ben and Zachary for a trip to the movies.  Now, friends, in the past, I have taken one or both of my kids to at least the following movies:  Curious George, Cars, Happy Feet, and Ratatouille, plus I'm sure others that I can't think of right now.  Although each of these movies has gotten great reviews, I have to this day not seen any of them in their entirety, not even Ratatouille, which we own on DVD and watched approximately 12.4 times per day during winter break.  Instead, we usually sit through a full panoply of scary and inappropriate previews (why are they showing a preview for The Golden Compass, involving guns, swords, and wildebeasts, before the G rated Ratatouille??), only to bail on the show within the first 15 minutes.  Today, however, for the first time, I got to see an entire movie from start to finish, including watching the entire closing credits, with the guys.  The bad news is that the movie was the latest Veggie Tales story.  Man, was that ever a bad movie.  But the guys had fun, which is all that matters...right?  At least we all enjoyed some M candies.  Oddly enough, whenever Nate orders M candies at the theaters, I am always needed to translate.  Doesn't everyone call them that?

4.  Apparently, Jonah is Beastie down.

   Oh, and he pretty much always has pen, marker, or highlighter somewhere on his body.  Feel free to pretend you can't see that huge sharpie mark on his nosey.  I do.

Comments

[Krista]

That hat is super cute! Good job Grandma Nan!