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<\/a><\/p>\nLater when he was sitting on my lap, he patted my cheeks and in tones of endearment said, “You’re so chubby.”<\/p>\n
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Adam’s vocabulary is still growing by leaps and bounds. \u00a0One day he was talking nonstop about how lucky his friend, Cole, is and how he has all these cool hunting games and of course how much he wishes he had all the same ones. \u00a0Then his voice trailed off briefly and in a much more low key voice he said, “Life is just so full of warnings.”<\/p>\n
I snickered at the change of pace, crossing it off as another random sentence that happens when he doesn’t understand the concept of a word completely. \u00a0“Oh? \u00a0Why do you say that?”<\/p>\n
A: “Because I knew you were going to say, but it’s not good to spend all your time on the computer.”<\/p>\n
One night he and Liam were tucked into bed but I kept hearing spasms of almost uncontrollable giggles. \u00a0I walked back the hall to see what was so funny. \u00a0Apparently Adam was making up a song that went something like this:<\/p>\n Cornflakes are so yummy. \u00a0Avocado is a different story. \u00a0Cornflakes are so crunchy. \u00a0Avocado is so mushy. \u00a0That is why I hate avocado.<\/p>\n The funniest part about this story? \u00a0He doesn’t even like cornflakes.<\/p>\n I was talking to Liam about his {very} bad attitude when he told me indignantly, “I’m not<\/strong> mad. \u00a0I’m just ticked off.”<\/p>\n Adam has always been incredibly hard on pants. \u00a0I cringe sometimes when I do laundry because a brand new pair of pants can have an almost threadbare spot at the knee after wearing them two times. \u00a0He walks around with gaping holes at the knees in all but one of his every day pants and I said it was time to patch them. \u00a0He looked a bit disconcerted and said quickly, “Patches don’t really look good on me.”<\/p>\n One rare night I served dessert at dinner. \u00a0Liam and Adam were ecstatic. \u00a0“Now you’re getting the camp spirit, Mommy!” :\/ \u00a0No wonder I’m gaining weight.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Liam has been having trouble with nightmares off and on for the past few years. \u00a0I hate it and I hate it even more that I don’t know what to do about it to help him. \u00a0They were so terrible about a year ago that he once had panic attacks the next day. \u00a0When I explained to him what dreams are they seemed to subside somewhat. \u00a0Now they’re cropping up again occasionally. \u00a0One night before bed when he was worried that he might have a nightmare he asked, “When you have a bad dream, is that called fainting or it just called wiping out?”<\/p>\n Liam still needs a bit of assistance with toileting. \u00a0One afternoon he sat in the bathroom yelling, “I’m done.” \u00a0I walked in to help only to hear this bit of gratitude, “There comes slow motion.”<\/p>\n <\/p>\n You know there are allergies in the house when you overhear this at the lunch table. \u00a0Liam: “I wish I was gluten free on mushrooms.” \u00a0Adam: “I wish mushrooms had penicillen in them.” \u00a0Liam: “I wish they had dairy in them.” \u00a0Another night Adam took a look at his slice of pizza and it’s loads of peppers, mushrooms, and onions. \u00a0Then he looked at me and offered generously, “You can eat the fallout.”<\/p>\n <\/p>\n The boys get animal shaped vitamins. \u00a0Most of them are lions and rhinos and giraffes. \u00a0They always, and I mean always, want the lions. \u00a0I got tired of searching through the bottle so now I just dump out the first four vitamins and try to divy them up fairly. \u00a0Adam looked completely disgusted with his one morning and muttered, “Liam always gets the predatory ones.”<\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n