Sunday, May 17, 2009

Catching up with the kids...

Tucker has been thinking deep thoughts lately. Yesterday we were waiting on Keaton to get his hair cut when Tucker looked at me and said, "What do you think is the worst mistake a person can make?"
"I don't know. What do you think?" I said.

"I can't figure it out," he told me, and shook his head in frustration. Then, "What is the best mistake a person can make?"

"I have no idea," I answered. He decided he needed to think about both questions for while.

Later, when a Subway commercial came on tv, he asked Trey, "Why do they call it Subway when they serve sandwiches and pizza?" Trey explained that the sandwiches are called sub sandwiches, and I don't think Tucker was convinced. It was quite the Seinfeld moment.

He's also learned this weekend how to use the theme search function on the cable remote. He can search for baseball and find every baseball game that will be on all day. At some point today he was watching one baseball game on the tv and another one via the live stat function of If he ever figures out the picture in picture function, we might set a world record for the most games watched at once by a six year old. Then as we ate dinner, he made an annoucement: "Kyle Culligan has hit fourteen homeruns this season." Thank you, Mr. Statistic. Check out his tongue hanging out:

Now on to Keaton. My sweet Keaton really needed a haircut.

His curly, flowing locks have started getting tangled, and the fact that he literally rubs his hair in the dirt at school just makes it like sandpaper. So I acquiesced, and off we went to the barber. I think Trey thought I would chicken out, so he carried Keaton in and gave the instructions. Two inches of hair later, here's my baby:

He's still pretty darn cute, isn't he? If you're not sure, you can just ask him. Since his haircut he keeps saying, "Wow. My haircut sure does look good!" or "My haircut is handsome, isn't it!"

I'm really trying to push Keaton to help clean up his own messes. Tonight I asked him to pick up the puzzle he'd been working on all day and put the pieces in the bag. He said he couldn't because his arms couldn't do it. So I told him his choices were to pick up the puzzle or go sit in his room. He thought for a minute, then said, "How long will I have to sit in there?"

I gave the only appropriate answer. "FOREVER!"

So he began to painstakingly pick up piece after piece. All the while he kept saying, "If I pick up too many it makes me fall down," and then he'd throw himself on the floor. It took about twenty minutes, but all of the puzzle pieces made it in the bag, and Keaton did it all alone. Amazing!

1 comment:

Lisa said...

Seriously...Keaton and Davis HAVE to meet. I don't know if it is the second child thing, but they are so much alike. He looks so old with his new haircut. They are both adorable.