

I love doing a monthly update about our kids. Mostly because it helps me remember to write down some of the cute things they are up to. First of all, I have to tell how cute Eirik has been at rolling into this new roll as older brother. We have been reading so many books about new babies and being a big brother and what babies do for so long that Eirik seemed accept his new responsibility with ease. He LOVES his brother. He loves to bring Joren all of his favorite toys and pile them on Joren's tummy. Eventually Joren will have 4 horses, a rooster, 2 cats and a spaceman on him and Eirik will be going for the piano next. Eirik loves to say "Baby brother Joren, watch Eirik, clap like Eirik, jump like Eirik!" He talks so well now that I forget how young he is sometimes. He understands everything I say. We have to spell things if we want to keep secrets from him and I'm afraid he's going to start deciphering what we are spelling soon. He has learned to read 5 or 6 words from this awesome book that we got from the library called "Move" and we are working on reading quite a bit. He knows his whole alphabet and recognizes each letter. He can count to 20 without help, but he always misses 14. He has become a great little helper. He always takes Joren's diapers to the trash can without me asking. He has a few cute phrases that he says all the time like "Yes, mommy, ok" and "Mommy and daddy said no no" (this is said with a little finger shake.) He is afraid of trains. He always says "Train coming our house." I tell him every day that the train is far away and there are no train tracks in our house, but he is convinced that the trains are coming for him.
He loves pretend. Paul told him a bedtime story about dragons and swords and ever since we have been hearing constant monologue that sounds like this: "Daddy, sword, fight dragons, right ere, dragon scary rahrhhh, fight Eirik, sword, um dragon, yes oh yes, sword." Then Dad says, "What's the dragon's name? "Yes, oh, yes T-rex, Dragon, fight dragon right ere, this side, Tricertops, says, run cerotops, run Eirk play T-rex, mom play cerotops. Mommady T-rex. Princess go?" (Where did the princess go?) "Get it princess. Get it princess. (escalating pitch) Get it, GET IT, GET IT!! Mommady, (mix of Melody and Mommy) black horsey go? Black horsey go?? Girla ride horsey, hold on tight girla, fight dragon, fight dragon!" And if we keep it going this can go on for hours.
Eirik repeats everything that he thinks important over and over and over again. He is SO stubborn! I hear the following phrases about 100 times a day.
"Up pease mommady"
"come ere mommady"
"hode it mommady" (hold this toy mom)
"watch TV, milk"
And here are a couple of other sayings we love to hear him say:
"Eirik appy now" (happy now) or more recently "om appy now" (I'm happy now)
"duel Mommady!" (let's have a duel)
"on guard big dagon" (dragon)
"run free" (while naked after getting out of tub)
"lay down next" (lay down next to me Mom)
And my favorite "I love you to Mommady"
If I say something is hard to do Eirik will say, "Daddy help"
He loves anything with horses. If there is a tiny picture of a horse in a book, he will be obsessed with that page. He has about 12 horses that he carries around with him while he says, "woah, gigup, gigup" (giddyup) or "Mommady, by sis guy", (Mom, pretend you are this horse and play with me.) Today at Ikea we let him ride around on this hobbie horse (the kind with a horses head on a stick.) He was making everyone in the store laugh by trying to gallop by walking sideways holding the horse and whinnying at the top of his lungs. It was quite a show!
There is a show that we found on google video called "Horseland" that he insists on watching all the time. He also loves Wonder Pets. It's been a great starting point for lots of pretend adventures with his horses and other little animals that always have to go save other animals in our house.
Tonight we were putting together some a new kid size set of table and chairs for Eirik and someone said "I need a screwdriver." Eirik went to go find one. He tried to open the door where the tools are and couldn't do it so he went to the dishwasher, opened it, found a knife and ran back saying "ow bought knife?" (how about a knife, will that work?"!!!! We were all stunned, but not quite as stunned as when he showed us that he knows his right hand from his left hand when asked. I only told him this once, and Paul told him once when he showed him the right and left blinker in the car.
We've had more than one person tell us that we are in way over our heads with this kid. He's too smart for us.
Am I going to regret that I never learned calculus?




















































