My sweet boy

Calvin complimented Ike the other day, "You are good at that Ike!" I said, "That's so nice, Calvin." He responded, "There are some kids at school who tell Barry* he isn't good at anything. So whenever I'm working on a project with Barry or am playing with him, I always tell him, "You are really good at that!"

I about died when Cal told me this. Isn't this the sweetest thing? I am so proud of my thoughtful, empathetic, caring boy. What a good friend.

*Some names were changed to protect the privacy of the person(s) involved.

Ike again

I was hanging out in the toy aisle with Ike and Rose. Ike said, "Look over here to see what I want, mom." And then he made a big sweeping motion with his arm and said, "Behold!"

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Ike calls Rose "Chubby Pants" in a very endearing way. Today, a little girl four months older than Rose came over. Ike said, "The big baby pushed the little baby down." I asked, "Who is the little baby?" He said, "Rose." I asked, "Who is the big baby?" He pointed and said, "Her." I asked, "What's her name?" He said with a smirk, "Chubby Pants?"

First day of school 2011

This picture is the right way on the computer. I don't know why it is flipped. :(