Oh yeah and Zeb slept in underwear all last night with no accidents...go zebby!
Monday, June 14, 2010
What a great weekend..
Nothing like a really craptastic week to help you appreciate the weekend!
Here are my babies at the train museum. Yeah it is the weekend.
Here are taking a short train trip....you can't tell from the picture...but it is about 125 degrees with humidity around 99.9%...ok I may be exaggerating a tad...just a tad. We did get a pretty good breeze on the train through.
Our trip to the train museum was an all day affair. We stopped to get Krispy kreme donuts on the way home...yes I am fat and on a diet...but keith got a coupon for a free dozen donuts...so diet be damned! Then we went to Target and bought some new summer clothes for the boys....and yes....they wantes matching clothes and shoes. I only indulged their desire to match with this on shirt and their shoes.
We had a great weekend.
As a small aside, over the weekend, Zeb started telling us stories about when he was in Kyrgyzstan. Obviously, he doesn't acutally remember being in Kyrgyzstan..but he will start out the story like this..."one time I was in kyrgyzstan and mommy came to visit me and gave me some yogurt" (which is one of the things we talk about when we are looking at Kyrgyzstan pictures). Or "one time when I was in Kyrgyzstan mommy and daddy flew to kyrgyzstan and mommy said "my zebby" and gave me a hug". These will be at completely random (at least to my eyes) times. We almost always have a laptop on the kitchen table and whenever Zeb wants to look at pictures he asks and we open them up and all look at them...so we have seen Zebby kyrgyzstan pictures a million times, pictures of the new house a million times, etc. So I am not sure why it seems so odd to me that Zeb is all of a sudden vocalizing things about Kyrgyzstan and stories from his lifebook (ok I don't really have his lifebook together...it is still completely unput together in the bottom drawer of my dresser...but the stories are told and the pictures are all digital on the kitchen table...isn't that good enough!).
I recently read something......I don't even know where I read it....it was by an international adoptee about the point at which his "lifestory" ceased to be a cute little story about red threads and mommy flying over the ocean to pick him up and adoption started to mean that he was different from his brother and sisters.
So Zeb's new -ish desire to be twins with Benjamin and his new-ish vocalizing things about "one time in Kyrgyzstan" has been sending me into overanalyzing mode. Meanwhile, Keith said that he things Zeb just likes saying kyrgyzstan because it is a fun word to say. I think that Keith is probably right...chics are complicated...dudes are pretty uncomplicated!