We have had thunderstorms in the afternoon for the past 3 days. Today when the thunder and lightening started ... Jordan asked me if we could turn the thunder off. I told him I was so sorry but I couldn't.
Dominic has been watching his big brother a little TOO close ... He has discovered he can take his diaper off and has. I have found him in his crib during nap time with a nice poopy diaper off and a big mess for me to clean up. He has also discovered he can reach new heights ... He has learned to climb on the couch all by himself. He can climb into his chair all by himself (it is a bar stool chair). He can climb onto Jordan's bed. He as attempted to climb onto sissy's bed (still a little too big) and tonight he attempted to climb into his crib (unsuccessfully).
The other day I heard laughter and went to see what my boys were up to ... I discovered Jordan and Dominic on Jordan's bed playing and obviously having a great time. Dominic got off the bed and then climbed right back on and then looked at me with the biggest smile on his face. He was so proud.
Another testament of the love my boys have for each other ... besides the fact if one of them is up the other has to be too ... and if they don't wake up on their own ... not to worry, brother will take care of that problem. It was bedtime. I had tucked my little stinks in and was taking care of other things when I hear laughter coming from the room. I go in to find Jordan and Dominic playing in Dominic's bed. I go to get Jordan out ... Dominic grabs his brother around the waist and holds on (laughing the entire time). When it gets to the point he can't hold on the Jordan's waist he grabs hold of Jordan's feet trying to keep him in bed with him.
A couple of days ago I had Jordan come to me and tell me Nicnic was stuck. I heard crying and went to find out what was wrong. I discovered my little guy sitting down and "stuck" by the water heater. I don't really know why he was stuck ... He had plenty of room. I reached over and helped him out.
Jordan has learned to throw fits ... and he can throw some good ones. The other day I didn't even want to hear it so I told him he could go and throw his fit in his room or he could stop and stay where he was. Next thing I know, he walks off and I hear him in his room crying. I was shocked.
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