ephraim has been pretty up and down this week.  poor guy.  first he gets his eye teeth, and then i discover he's a super boy, and decided to cut molars at the same time!  not one, but two!!  so, his total tooth count is four on top plus two molars, and still two on the bottom.

he's gonna do great with that turkey!

to wear purple girls boots and carry a purse filled with mega bloks.

ephraim and i have what ja calls a "thing".  "it's just your 'thing' with your son, honey."  anyways, we have several arguments about what things are called.  one goes like this...

me:  cuppa!

ephraim:  bobble!

me:  cu-PA!

ephraim:  bo-BLE!

me:  CU-PA!!

ephraim:  BO-BLE!

ja:  ephraim, it's a cuppa!

ephraim:  cuppa!

me:  yay!  cuppa!

ephraim:  BOBBLE!

another one, which just started with the onset of orange season happened last night.  i got out an orange for after dinner and...

ephraim:  apple!

me:  no, handsome, it's an orange.  ORANGE.

ephraim:  apple!

me:  orange!

(((this went on for a little while, and i finally did get an apple to show him the difference.  ja, of course, no help at all, is laughing hysterically.)))

me:  this is an apple. ((holding out the apple))  and this is the orange.  ((holding out the orange.))

me:  what's this?  ((holding out the apple))

ephraim:  apple!

me:  yay!  what's this??  ((holding out the orange))

ephraim:  (grinning like the beast that he is)  APPLE!

i give up.

 

ephraim went down for a nap at 12:30 this aft.  he got up at 4:45 this evening.  that means he slept for 4 hours and fifteen minutes. 

keyzia, on the other hand, slept for maybe an hour.  stinker.

wow!  when my son decides to go for it, he goes for it!  tooth number six popped through today!

no wonder he's been so miserable.

thank God for tempera!

ahhh yes, the wonderful world of "no."  my darling, sweet, easy going son has discovered the word no, and most of our days go something like this;

ephraim:  cookie?

me:  how about a rice cake?

ephraim:  no.

me:  would you like an apple?

ephraim:  apple?  no.

me:  ephraim...

ephraim: no.

ephraim:  na na na na na naaaaa NO!

keyzia:  want to play with me, ephraim?

ephraim:  no.  mine.

ahhh yes, and sometimes when we're driving somewhere, he just sits in his carseat and yells no repeatedly...  then giggles.

we're working on yes right now.

and he finally has tooth number five!!  poor ephraim has been teething since he was about five months old...  sprouted his top and bottom teeth at virtually the same time just before his first birthday, and now, finally, we have a fifth tooth!  an eye tooth on the right hand side!  wahoo!!

not that not having teeth has slowed him down at all...  the boy eats steak, popcorn, pretzels, chicken nuggets...  you name it, he eats it!

hmmmm...  i wonder who his father is?