Amazing. No really. These kids are. Everyday is a new day, without any mistakes in it (Yet).
Beautiful.
Creative. Very very creative about getting around the rules. And with building things out of legos. Mr O and Peaches just built spray paint cans out of legos. No kidding. With the nozzles and the thing inside that shakes and everything. I think the whole house has been painted varying hues of the rainbow by now.
Daring. Jumping of the chicken coop is now lots and lots of fun. Mr O has nearly perfected the front flip on the trampoline. It is one of those things that I can't watch. I stay in the kitchen and go running when I hear a thump or screaming, but I can't watch. It scares me too much.
Elastic. Bouncing down the stairs giggling, riding their bikes at breakneck speeds and crashing, and purposely jumping off the trampoline. Knock on wood that we don't break any bones this week (or this year or next year or the year ofter that or how about just never).
Forgiving. When someone says they are sorry, that is the end of it. These kids just move on, no grudges, no continual rehashing, just done. It is wonderful.
Giving. So long as it isn't a special toy that they got for their last birthday. They share with everyone. Sometimes it does take a little coercion, but for the most part, they are very giving.
Healthy and Hungry. Yeah, they are growing. Yes, they attend public school. But even those colds never last long. YAY!
Intelligent. Sometimes too much. We're beginning multiplication tables and quizzing in the 2 digit addition and subtraction. Both kids are reading chapter books on their own, Where did my babies go?!
Joking. There is no end to the Knock-knock jokes.
Know-it-alls. They do. Ask them a question and they know it. Their answer may not be correct, but they are sure that it is. And will argue it to the point of getting into lots of trouble. Teenage syndrome is starting a little early I guess.
Loving. Random hugs, sticky kisses, and genuine affection.
Milkaholics. Seriously. Around here we go through a gallon nearly every day.
Nerds. Anything that has anything to do with science, they are all over. Present any project as an experiment and they are sold. Figuring out why something does what it does, and why things react differently to the same stimuli fascinates them. I love it!
Opportunists. Any opportunity that they can get they take. For candy and cookies. Wheedling into some extra time before bed. Seize the day!
Playful. If they only have each other, they are happy. Armed only with their imaginations they beat the dragon of boredom. Mr O is the dragon and knight mixed into one, and Peaches the princess and evil queen. That way Mr O can both kidnap Peaches and save her. And Peaches can be horribly mean and put poison in the soup and also be beautiful and kind and be rescued by the guy she just poisoned. Imaginary play is wonderful.
Questioning. These kids question everything. From the rules that have been in place since babyhood to how soon we're gonna get to wherever we're going. I've heard it all, or so it seems. I'm sure that I'll hear many many more in the years to come. I love this. The way that they are always curious. And it isn't to be rude when they ask why the dwarf is short for an adult, they are genuinely curious and want to know. Why do the chickens have only three claws? How many is 3x7? How do you build a working rocket out of legos and gunpowder? Yes, to your question, I have fielded all of these questions, and many many more very similar ones.
Repetitive. There are days when I feel like a broken record. Please clean up, over and over and over and over...
Silly. Very very silly. Silly faces in the windows. Silly noises. Silly feet walking to school. Silly Willys.
Tough. Tough as nails. Peaches was accidentally bounced off the trampoline the other day. Not one tear, she just got back on. Mr O clunked bad enough to need stitches. No tears, just a "I'm hurt mommy."
Understanding. Of others and each other. If one is hurt, the other helps out.
Versatile. If they can't figure it out, they ask how and then go for it. Anything that is presented as a challenge, they'll try. I'm a little frightened for when they discover that stunt people get paid really well. That and if they ever figure out that dirt bikes are easier to maneuver then quads...Watch out world!
Willing to do most anything. If you really need help and ask for it, usually they'll give a hand. Of course they'll lend a hand even if you don't ask just because they want to figure out what your doing and why.
X-ray vision. I kid you not, these guys seem to see everything that I want to hide from them. The candy, the birthday presents, the Christmas presents. Not to ignore the fact that they seem to be able to see through the dirty clothes that always seem to be covering the floor.
Young. So very young. And growing up so very very fast. I'm enjoying each moment, because all too soon, they will be gone.
ZzzzzZzzzzz. Both of them snore. No kidding.
