Lest anyone should think the fur balls are unwell, they are in fact doing quite fine. We even got them a new cat tree since they spend so much time downstairs and could use some more places to hang out and sharpen their claws on.
While these pictures are a few weeks old, we do have some rare moments where they both will hang out upstairs even if the kids are present. Both of the kids get so excited to see the cats that it’s hard to explain why Ziggy always runs away and why Uzi sometimes will allow affection and sometimes won’t. Cats are fickle creatures. Since Phoebe is sitting up all the time now, photos like the above will happen less and less.
I suppose we just have ot keep luring them into the play room with treats and catnip in order to keep everyone amused. Apparently Enzo’s room still smells like cantip after the last time I put some in there because Uzi randomly went in there the other day and sprawled out on the floor. Enzo, as you can probably guess, is very pleased when that happens.
I’m constantly making the cats older than they actually are, but I think that Uzi is at least 10 years old, which would make Ziggy around 12 years old. I think. Somewhere I have paperwork of some kind that will end the mystery, or my sister will be able to tell me the year we got him because she’s much better at remembering things like numbers and I got him right after we moved into our first place together. Anyhoo… the cats are alive and well, although apparently the average cat only lives to be 12-15 years?? That can’t be right since our last cat lived to be 21 years old. Okay, so the cats are alive and well and most likely will be for a very long time. Random post complete.
I take a lot of photos… usually of the kids or other things with the intent that they’ll end up on the blog, but then time passes and they’re quickly out of date. So, the photo dump. Just be glad I’m not dumping all of the hundreds and hundreds of photos I take that just end up on my hard drive, hopefully to put into a photo book one day when I have time.
Playing one of Enzo’s favorite games.
Aww, the little squish
Really trying to crawl… with much less hair than she has now.
Reading with Daddy.
Love the Uzi/Phoebe love.
Oh, hey, mom.
Why is she not this little anymore??
Just a little unsteady.
Duckies that are now too small.
If you’re an overthinker, you’ll sympathize.
At first daytime fireworks sound boring, but they’re cool in a completely different way.
Heard there is talk that Rainbow Brite might get a reboot.
How countries around the world think about parenting. Good read.
And, the songs of summer since 1962.
At first we considered going out to eat for our anniversary. We don’t get to eat out anywhere nice very often, so it seemed like a good idea and I even made reservations. It wasn’t until a week before we were set to go out that Josh and I changed our minds and decided to not only have dinner, but instead of spending a huge amount of money on dinner alone, we’d add some fun into the mix. I only have a couple of pics from the night (both of which are kind of blurry), but we ended up at Dave & Busters. It actually turned out to a be a good thing we changed our minds anyway, because downtown was a nightmare (from what I heard) due to the All Star game and block party happening. No thank you!
It was a fun night overall, despite the fact that so many games were not working and there was apparently only one guy to fix them. We were also reminded once again just how much things have changed since having kids. We bought way too many tokens this time around, and suddenly it was 9:00pm and we knew we had to quickly burn through the ones we had left so we could make the 45 minute drive home and not get to bed too late. Babies and toddlers rarely sleep in when you want them to. There was also a lot less drinking then there would have been a few years ago – just sayin.’
Still, we had fun, made a decent haul, and the kids spent some time with their grandparents. Enzo has one of those rare moments of “Enzo go too,” but thankfully we were able to sneak out and by the next morning the first words out of his mouth were, “I go play with Grandpa.” Maybe next time we’ll actually go somewhere to sit down, talk, and eat. ;)
Two continues to be such a fun age when it comes to communication… unless you count the many frustrations that also come along with wanting to communicate and not knowing how. It’s amazing how much Enzo’s vocabulary grows, though, and his sentence structure is getting better and better. Lately some of our favorite words and phrases have been:
“Josh, go get it!” This is funnier to me than it is to Josh, but I think it’s hilarious when Enzo calls Josh by name or when he calls him “Honey.” I don’t think he uses my name because it’s much harder to say.
“Ferdinand!” Or “Enzo’s Ferdinand,” which is referring to Enzo’s very large oversized stuffed bear. I have this weird habit of naming almost all the stuffed animals that come into the house, so we’ve always called the bear Ferdinand. Enzo’s newest game is making Ferdinand fall over onto Enzo and then Enzo will say, “Ferdinand sleeping? Wake up, Ferdinand!”
“Favorite (Fill in the blank).” Enzo has a lot of favorites lately, but the most important ones are Enzo’s favorite nuk, and his favorite lovey.
For a long time now Enzo has been known to switch all of his toys to the Spanish or French mode when available. We don’t know why, but he’s getting pretty good with pronunciation and knowing colors. Most of his toys have a Spanish option so we often hear him reciting “Verde, Amarillo, Rojo”, but since I took French in high school I sometimes throw some French into Enzo’s vocabulary for fun. Usually he’s game and will repeat, “Bonjour, Papa!” or maybe we’ll throw in some Italian and it’ll be “Ciao!” However, there are other days where the only response I get is a big sigh and “No Hola!” as was the case the other day.
While the constant repetition sometimes requires a lot of patience, it’s also very cool to watch his language skills grow. He’s getting better about using referring to himself in the third person less and less and his sentences are getting longer and making more sense. It really is amazing just how much a child learns in the first few years.