Chocoholics Anonymous

Liam as been seduced by the dark side....chocolate! I think he has always preferred chocolate...I think back to his first Halloween when he ate all the chocolate and left the gummy worms, and Starburst for mom and dad. Since he is better able to express himself now I have noticed more and more his preference for chocolate. The kicker came when I gave him a cookie that a friend made (I had also had a cookie so I knew they were delicious) and he wasted no time in digging the chocolate chips out of the cookie and leaving the crumbs on the sofa.



Recently we were talking about what his friend at day care likes and what Liam likes. Liam said that his friend W. liked jelly. I asked if Liam liked jelly. He said in his cheery voice, "I love chocolate!"

Bigger and bigger!

My son is desperate to get bigger....you see, he is a Spider-man fan. He hasn't seen the movies or TV shows. His love of Spidey comes from his day care friends and the ability to buy just about anything with the superhero's face on it. I mistakenly bought (an impulse purchase-bad mommy!) a DVD called, "Spider-man: The New Animated Series." Little did I know that this animated series was not appropriate for children. (I realize that not all animated shows are for children...my husband and I watch The Simpsons, and King of the Hill, etc. ) Liam saw one of the Spidey episodes from the DVD until I turned it off and said it was too big for him. He continues to ask to see the show. I continually tell him, "when you get bigger". Which in my mind is when he is 35! Of course, the little tyke does not realize what I mean by bigger...yes, I phrased it poorly. He seems to have taken this getting bigger business as a challenge...he frequently comments about how much bigger he is. He can easily reach the top of the banister now, he can put his coat on and zip it by himself, he can sit on the tub and his feet touch the floor. Recently, he asked if he could watch his Spiderman movie. "Not until you get bigger," I say. "It is taking too long to get bigger", he cries.

Good news for Liam! I found that some sellers on amazon.com have the 1990's version of Spider-man from FoxKids. I just purchased one and am waiting anxiously for it to come. I will probably preview it first this time. Hopefully, it will be just the right size for Liam.

Listening is Fundamental

The Husband is taking classes toward a degree. He has class every other Thursday. The Husband headed off to class the other night and while hugging each other goodbye Liam asked, "You going to class, Daddy?" "You going to listen?" Hmmm...do you think we talk A LOT about listening in our house??

When The Husband returned from class Liam had two questions for him. "You have fun?" "You listen, Daddy?"

"Why is he sad?"

If you are forced to listen to top 40 radio then you've probably heard The Plain White Tee's song "Hey there, Delilah". Liam and I were in the car and this song was playing when he asked, "Why is he so sad?" After listening to the song a few seconds so I could remember what it was about, I said, "He misses his girlfriend." "Girlfriend? What's a girlfriend?" Oh crap! I'm sure I came up with a brilliant answer...or more likely I said, "Look, there's a digger!" or something like that in order the change the topic. This morning Liam was playing his guitar (he got a real one...with strings... for his birthday) when he said, "Watch mom, I'm playing a sad song." I'm not sure what made it sad compared to his other songs but I enjoy that he is feeling out the difference between a sad song and a happy song.

The Wiggles - Toot Toot, Chugga Chugga, Big Red Car

I thought I'd share one of Liam's favorite songs. He will strum along on his guitar to this song. He's even told the Wiggles to stop so he can get his guitar (they are on broadcast TV while he is watching so we can't pause or stop them). I wish the songs weren't so catchy...I find myself singing this song in the shower.

Baby Liam

Baby Liam
Originally uploaded by Liams Mom 2004

Liam's foster mother sent us a bunch of pictures from when he was in her care. Here's the cutie as a little baby.

How's your sense of 'mell?

We are teaching Liam to pray before supper. Yesterday he said, "no 'melling, no eating, and no drinking, right dad?" You see, Dad has often had to remind him that we don't eat or drink during the prayer. The other day Dad reminded Liam that we aren't supposed to eat during the prayer and Liam replied, "I'm not eating, I (s)melling." Thus, the addition of no smelling to the list of things not to do during the prayer. I can just see what other no-noes will be added to the list in the future. "No 'melling, no eating, no drinking, no putting the fork up my nose, no throwing food, no hanging off the back of mom's chair, right dad?!"