* He loves to dance, but somewhere he saw some dirty-ish dancing and now he likes to show off his "hip action." Elvis would blush. A few days ago I invited him to demonstrate his hip action for his aunt and she clutched at her chest as her eyes flew open. We stopped him when he decided to "take it to the floor." No, I change my mind. I don't want to remember that. Hip action is forbidden now.
* Having an exhibitionist baby sister has brought up some sibling jealousy in Javi. Has responded by asking to have "alone time" with me. This is accomplished by him curling up in my lap and reading or watching tv together. It's very sweet, except that he's only two inches shorter than me. So when he curls up, he covers me like a blanket. But this is our special time, so I just peer around him when I need to see something.
* We switched him from the twin-sized bed he's had since he was three to a queen-sized bed. However, he's like the fleas that you trap in a jar simply by leaving a lid on for the first day. He sleeps on his back smack dab in the center of the bed with his legs together and his arms at his sides. On either side are vast expanses of bed. He always was the perfect co-sleeper.
Meanwhile, Bellabug is growing and developing by leaps and bounds.
* She doesn't just talk, she holds long and complicated conversations. She weighs her words to make sure she gets her point across. If she's not sure how she wants to respond, she'll tap her chin with one finger while staring off into the horizon. Her answer may come in a few seconds, or you could be left hanging for long minutes as she deliberates. I asked her the name of the new girl at her school and she said, "Hmm. Is it Jasmine?" as she tapped her chin. I thought that was the end of it. Ten minutes later she yelled out, "Janey!"
* I have been "Mama" for years. While both Javi and Bella said Da-da first, Mama was right behind it and no other name stuck. This holds true for Javi, but not for my youngest. Last week she began shortening all of our names. Now, Javi is simply "Jav," Daddy is "Dad," and I am "Mom." It bugs Javi to no end. He yells out, "My name is Javi!" but she shrugs her shoulders and says, "Okay, Jav." During the dinner she said to me, "Great dinner, Mom" and then turned to the mountain man and said, "You like to, huh, Dad." I don't know how long this will last, but it makes us laugh every single time. (Well, us minus Javi. It still pisses him off.)
* In case you didn't notice, Christmas is here. Where Javi was petrified by Santa until his six birthday (and he is still hesitant), Bella loves Santa, the holiday, and all it entails. She has learned several Christmas songs and loves to sing and dance to them, including All I Want For Christmas Is My 2 Front Teeth and Let It Snow. She loved Halloween the best until we put up our tree and now she never wants Christmas to end. I kind of agree with her -- this has been a really fantastic month for both of them!
P.S. This is my 600th post! I could think of no better topic than the two incredibly sweet and smart monsters who have my heart. :)
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