- Vincent is still telling his Syllabo stories, but they’ve taken on a darker cast: expanding the family even further — “Syllabo has another mother and father, and two sisters…” — he stopped short…”but actually she only has one sister now. The other one died.” Oh. Let’s not explore that.
- He fiercely resisted bedtime the other night. Fiercely. Extravagantly. “I can’t go to bed yet, I need a bath! I really need a bath! I’m dirty! I have mushrooms growing between my toes!”
- When he and my husband returned from a long walk yesterday, Vincent announced excitedly, “Mommy, we saw Daddy’s father! We did, we saw him! Only he’s little right now.” Come again? Oh. He met a little boy with the same name as his late grandfather. Same name ≠ same person.
- Late-breaking addition: “Vincent, please stop jumping and settle down!” “But I can’t! I’m out of control! My heart’s telling me so!”
lololol i’m so glad you write these down.
Yeah, me too. One day when he’s a sullen teen I’ll be able to run a sort on the blog & remind myself how extraordinary he can be…
I LOVE that last comment Marie. I can picture either one of my little guys saying that. Heaven knows I tell them to settle down often enough!
Ha! Too bad they’re too young to appreciate it when I mutter, “Settle down, Beavis!”
Ha ha! Mushrooms between the toes and an out of control heart. Amazing, wonderful minds.
🙂