Ice Disco...And Other Stuff

Miles has three hobbies right now: the Olympics, Dancing, and Poop. Yes, you would naturally assume these three items follow an Ice Dancing theme, but Daddy won't let Miles come near Figure Skating or anything like it. I personally think Miles would look fabulous in sequins and a salchow. (Yes, I did have to look up that spelling...I knew it couldn't be spelled "sow cow".)

Thanks to Nana, Miles was talking about hockey long before the Olympics started. Whenever Miles asked to watch "ockey", we struggled to find it in this non-NHL state. Once the Games started, he got his fix. We got a little interest out of "kee-ee" (skiing), but Miles' true passion is now "kur-ee" (curling). Considering Miles won't escape the bowling gene from both sides, it makes sense that he picks this sport. All they're missing is a glass of beer in a plastic cup and tri-colored shoes.

Whenever I hear the timpani start up for the Olympic theme, I can't help but get a little wistful. Miles and I spent a lot of time together watching the last round of the summer games in Beijing...but Miles was concentrating more on nursing, pooping, and sleeping than on Michael Phelps. It seems like it was just yesterday and -BLINK- here he is, handing me the remote and telling me to turn on Curling.

Miles is also especially adept at telling me something else...all about what's going on below his belt. I knew little boys were obsessed with bodily functions, but at this young of an age? He announces "more poop" while he does his business. He also likes to demonstrate how one applies "butt keem" to his "pee pee". Fantastic. I don't know what's worse - the fact that he does these things or that I just blogged about it.

Now, on to something cute that will only embarrass him slightly less when he grows up - disco dancing! We broke out my old Disco Mickey Mouse LP, and since then we've heard hits like "Macho Duck" about a thousand times. There isn't an hour in the day where Miles doesn't request "more tunes." Here's his talent...complete with the John Travolta point.

And yes - you heard right - that was Miles pointing out his butt at the very end. Sigh.

Snowy Surprises

Miles has had a bit of a break from his routine lately. Thanks to a foot and a half of snow, he has been spending lots of time at home with Daddy. He even got to take his second trip this month to the Children's Museum today. According to Daddy, it was slightly more successful that the last visit. Avoiding the dinosaurs at the start helped the freak outs, but he still didn't like the carousel. He had lots of fun at the water table and at Bob the Builder with his new friend Sophie.

Of course, we also got outside in the SSCCHNNNOW. Miles was hesitant at first, but he had much more fun once he realized he could make snowballs. We were hoping to get out in the snow again this week, but I'm pretty sure the boy would sink right up to his neck.


The biggest adjustment to his routine is the black hole...no football on Sundays. We went to a party for the first half of the Super Bowl, but Miles was asleep in his bed by the time the third quarter started. It was probably a good thing he didn't see the Colts lose...that, and the fact that he might have been frightened by his daddy yelling at the TV so loudly.


And, in the "surprise" category...one of the best surprises this Mommy has ever experienced. I had to go to a conference in San Francisco last week, and I was away from Miles for 5 days...the longest I've been without smooching his little cheeks. Even though I drove myself to the airport, Nana and Papa brought Miles to the airport to greet me. Surprise!! I was so intent on getting back home to see him, that I almost walked right past him! Best Valentine ever!!

Senor Mustachio

Miles is growing up so quickly! He's become quite the chatterbox lately. When I ask him how his day was at school, I almost feel like I'm having an actual conversation with him, even though half of what he's saying still sounds like jibberish to me. His latest vocabulary addition is "Yeah", which is a nice change from only hearing "No" for so long. When he starts his little tantrums we can usually get him to "use his words" now to tell us what's wrong, rather than just watching him flop and flail around the living room.

He also knows the number "two" now. Not necessarily identifying the character, but he uses it in practice a lot. Blue paci? White paci? TWO pacis! Eye? Eye? TWO eyes! He can identify more of his magnet letters by name now...O and Y are his current favorites. Oy. And he's getting better at colors. He's moved on from saying "Blue-Red" any time you ask him what color something is and will just choose one. If it's a blue or red object, he gets it right about 2/3s of the time. He gets green and yellow about half the time. We still need to work on orange and purple.

He's also getting the little whisps of a mustache...


OK, so that's a popcorn mustache. Here's his REAL mustache!!




BAHAHAHAHA! I still crack up just thinking about it. I turned around for literally 10 seconds to find that Miles got a hold of my brown eye liner pencil and did that little number on himself. It took some scrubbing, but it's nothing a bath can't cure!!




We're happy to have Daddy home with us this weekend. Thanks, Snow! He was supposed to have Pep Band last night and tonight, but the 8 inches of drifting snow cancelled that. We're looking forward to playing in the snow when Miles wakes up from his nap. We'll post pics soon...plus pics from the Super Bowl.

GO COLTS!!