Weekend..

We had an exciting weekend... I took Brodey to his first ever movie at the movie theater... Alvin and the Chipmunks.. he loved it and did very well sitting still. He asked me a few times if he could eat the popcorn on the floor, threw a tootsie roll wrapper at the man in front of him and had to get up to use the restroom 5 minutes into the movie, but all in all it was a good time. And I didn't get sick, so that's always a plus!!
Later that night Brod fell down the garage steps (thankfully there are only 2 steps) and landed on his face resulting in a bloody nose. I brought that on myself by saying he never gets injured in a post from last week. Brock showed him up the next day by falling on the driveway and losing his entire pinkie fingernail. He has been very tough about it and refusing to wear his Curious George bandaid.
And here's another video clip of Brock for my sister who loves how he says "Cooper".

Brodey... sometimes he dresses himself

Personality

This is how the boys watch TV while I'm cleaning up...

they are best buds. If Brodey hops up in this chair and Brock isn't right behind him he'll ask "Where's my broder?" (brother)

Brock LOVES our dog Sadie. Sadie.. not such a big fan of Brock. Brock man has been kicked, rolled over and even bit by our dog (all well deserved... and unfazing to Brock). Here's a little video of them "playing" together...

And another clip of Brock. This was after dinner last night... showing his personality and a few of his many many faces. I had to stop videoing when he went to nose picking.

Brock has been wide open since he started walking. He'll run down the driveway, fall on his face, hop up and keep on running. He's not even 2 years old yet and he's already burned his hand on the oven door, grabbed a hot frying pan, had several bloody noses and bloody lips and fallen off every piece of furniture we own. None of these things have happened to Brodey. Brodey is much more cautious and careful. He's normally the one chasing after Brock yelling "Be careful!!!!". He's a good big brother.

Brodey went out with Daddy again Friday night. Jeff had been promising to take him to a restaurant for ice cream... since it was getting late he changed plans and took him to McDonalds. They pulled in the parking lot and Brodey said to him "this is not a rest-er-aunt daddy, this is McDonalds!". That's my boy. :)

Time with Daddy

As one might imagine, the daddy of this house has taken on quite a bit more responsibility since the mommy has been sick. One being bath time. Sometimes daddy forgets to take off all the clothing first... on this particular night Brock man took his whole bath, hair washing and all, while wearing his socks. Apparently Brock's pale skin makes it difficult to tell if his socks are on or not. (says Jeff)

I've also discovered daddy has been taking Brodey on some late night outings. I am normally the bedtime enforcer around here so this has been very exciting times for Brodey. I'm normal in bed by 7pm (yes.. I really am that sick) and the boys are supposed to be in bed by 8pm. It seems daddy has been putting Brock to bed at 8 and then him and Brodey have been going out. Saturday morning Brodey came running in our room and told me "Last night I had a shaking milk with daddy!"... turns out that translates to daddy took him to Stake-n-Shake and they had milk shakes. Jeff confessed that they have also been to Home Depot several times late at night. I guess it's good that he has someone to keep him company while I am sick! I hope Brodey will remember the fun times he has had with his dad.

Toilet Trouble

The toilet in our master bath makes a loud banging noise a few minutes after it is flushed. Sounds like something metal is banging around in the pipes. Oddly enough... my watch is missing. I'm not sure who the guilty party is... they both look suspicious.

Secrets

Yesterday Brodey and I were laying on the trampoline and he got really close to my face and whispered: "Mommy... sometimes at night.... I jump on my bed." Then he covered his face laughing. I love that he tells me his secrets. I wonder what else I don't know about??

From Brodey's mouth

"Mommy.... you don't feel good? You should lay down. I bring you a blanket. And some water. You'll feel better." (and he did all of those things. And I did feel better.)

As I'm in the bathroom throwing up Brodey comes in and rubs my back and says "It's okay mom. I take care of you."

He stopped calling Jeff daddy... now he calls him "Father Dad". We don't know where that came from.

And my favorite... "You hear that Bwock? Mommy frowing up! Let's go watch."

**Brodey speaks in an English accent. We aren't sure why.... Jeff thinks when you cross a Notherner (me) with a Southerner (him), you get a Brit. Who knew.