The other day Simon was spending time with g'maw outside. It was nearing lunch, so she asked him what he'd like for lunch. He thinks for a minute & says, "A sandwich." She asks him what kind of sandwich, he replied, "Peanut butter & jelly." She checked the time & noticed that its not quite 11 yet, so they continued to play outside. About 15 minutes later he turned to her & said, "Go in the kitchen & fix my sandwich.... Please!" He's a bossy little thing.
Last night Rachel was playing on the floor after her bath. Simon was playing tractors with her. She still hasn't completely mastered sitting upright by herself for long periods of time. I could see her reaching for one of Simon's tractors, but she kept righting herself, so I didn't worry. Within a few seconds I hear a loud "thunk" as her face connects w/ one of the metal tractors. She wailed and screamed for about 30 minutes. I tried to put ice on it to keep the swelling & bruising at a minimum & that just made her scream more. Poor little thing. Once her bottle was made, she turned back into her sunshiney self thank goodness!
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