We're doing good, but lacking in pictures. In preparation for the move I'm currently getting rid of all the stuff we haven't used in the last year - I'm feeling lighter by the day (in a purely possessional sense) -so I haven't got the camera out of it's safe non-packing place (you never know how alex will help). So here's a quick written update of the munchkins instead of photos:
Rocio: Chio loves to give everyone big, long, slobbery kisses. However, up until recently, Alex was excluded from this perquisite. She used to act like she was going to get daddy, with drool hanging out her little mouth, but then as she got close she would look away dejectedly. Recently that all changed; she found an extremely smooth and soft (
not bald) spot near the forehead area
perfect for her kisses. When she made the discovery she was literally - giddy, I can't think of how else to put it. She starting giggling uncontrollably and her arms and legs were flaring with excitement. When she calmed down enough to keep a good grip on his ears (she holds onto my hair and alex's ears) his head was covered in her kisses and he had baby slobber all over his entire face - but they were both happy she had finally given daddy a kiss. I'm taking this as Chio casting her vote in with mine that daddy should shave more often than right before he leaves us for 24 hours straight, what do you think?
According to alex: alex knows he is a boy (not a baby), daddy is a boy (not a baby), all men and boys are boys (not babies), and there are some babies who are boys. He also knows that Chio is a baby and a mommy, mommy is a mommy and a baby and all other females are mommies and babies interchangeably; none of us girls are girls or boys.
Recap: the poor kid already has misconceptions about women and he's only two.
Conclusion: I need to be more specific with my explanations.
End of The Day Thoughts: ...I think there may be something wrong with alex because today he had two meltdowns; I really hope it's not a new phase because the only thing I do is ignore him, let him cry it out and then move on. The first time was when I told him to throw Chio's diaper away (an extremely common chore for him) he just threw himself on the floor and cried. Second, when we were playing with dinosaurs I had mine rhyme "snack" with "hat" in the song mine was singing and he threw himself down again screaming "no, back". I'm pretty sure alex can't rhyme but he was defiantly adamant about this and I frequently underestimate him so maybe. Hopefully, tomorrow will be better because I
love conference; for some reason it just screams FAMILY at me and what could be better than that?