We'll start backwards this time.
So I was dead asleep, trying to sleep in this past Saturday after being away on a week long business trip to Atlanta, where I slept like crap most of the time. I felt, more than heard my wife get up. I also distantly heard a child making noises and it sounded like Xander.
I immediately fell back asleep. I was laying on my right side with my right arm crooked so that my hand was under my head and my elbow was facing out away from my body. I was probably dreaming, but the next thing I know I feel like a lukewarm octopus has attached itself to my arm. I'm having thoughts of some strange creature in my bed when I open my eyes to see an eight month-old with his mouth latched onto the inner side of my elbow just below my bicep. He was sucking for all he was worth! I'm surprised he didn't give me a hickey.
Apparently, he wasn't the only one making noises and Vanina dropped him off in our bed while she went and dealt with Xander. Lucas must have thought that sleeping Daddy was the perfect target for operation "Pretend my mouth is an Octopus Vacuum Cleaner" and proceeded to latch onto me.
We are in the middle of teaching Xander how to pee standing up, because it's not only a useful skill but it helps him be more interested in going potty in the potty as opposed to on the carpet or in his pants (or both).
I was reading this funny article on parenting today and it was talking about how children become people really fast and that:
"By the time your kid is 2, you’ll be having conversations more rewarding than many you have with adults."
So in that vein I'd like to relate a conversation between Xander and I that we had in the master bathroom yesterday.
Me: Ok buddy, this is how you pee standing up. You hold your peepee like this and you aim into the bowl.
Xander: Ok, I got it.
I kid you not, he actually said exactly those words exactly like that!
Today, Vanina told me that he actually held his own peepee for the first time ever and aimed toward the toilet bowl too! He aimed too high and made a huge mess, but neither of those issues was part of the training I provided the day before, so I can't fault him for that.
Oh, and Xander learned how to play the Saxophone the other day.
Love my boys!
