Quite a Thursday!

Yesterday was a pretty stellar day at our house. Connor was, as we like to say in the entertainment biz, ON FIRE. All of this happened in one day, and it was wonderful. I have been sick/stressed/so-busy-I-don't-know-which-way-is-up crazy in the last few weeks, so I welcomed some comic relief. Hope you enjoy.

In the morning, we had to have our home study renewed, an annual process done by the adoption agency. For those of you unfamiliar with the terminology, that is when the case worker comes out and makes sure that you safely lock things like medicine, guns, cleaning supplies and the keys to the liquor cabinet (joking, just making sure you are paying attention) up where little ones won't be able to get to them, should they place a baby in your home. While Pam, our caseworker, was asking questions, Connor would run into the room with one of his toys (it always starts out with the quiet stuff, like his stuffed Bunny, Movie Car, then goes progressively louder, toy drill - which yes, he fired up - and ending with his tool set including hammer which he began banging as hard as he could, on the coffee table) to showcase. Finally, to keep him occupied, Lonny put his IPod headphones on Connor's ears and he sat with Daddy in his chair happily listening to tunes for a while. But apparently, he was quiet for too long and felt he had to make his presence known. All of a sudden he starts quietly singing. Then it gets a little louder. Then you can make out the words. Connor is singing "We will, we will ROCK YOU" (He proceeded to sing this all day yesterday, pretty funny stuff). I guess his message to his potential siblings out there is this...you come to live in our house and We Will Rock Your World!!!

Connor calls Diego....San Dee Lego... as in "I wanna watch San Dee Lego!" It took me a while to figure out that's what he was saying. I thought we wanted to GO to San Diego (heck, who doesn't) but that wasn't it at all. You should have seen his face light up when I figured it out!

Here's a little sample of my conversations with Connor yesterday and his newest, favorite pair of words to string together....

A: Okay little man, it's time for you to eat some breakfast....
C: Cuz why?
A: Because eating food will help you grow and make you strong.
C: Cuz why?
A: Because it's filled with nutrients and vitamins.
C: Vimamins?
A: Yes vitamins.
C: Make Connor strong?
A: Yes, exactly.
C: (Pause) Cuz why?

And that soft grindy sort of noise is the sound of what is left of my sanity, beginning to slip away.

Eating was a bit of a battle yesterday. But I was FINALLY able to figure it out. If you want to find out what Connor would like to eat, you now have to ask his stuffed Bunny. Took me almost until dinner time, but hey, I will gladly serve a fake PB&J to a stuffed bunny if it means I can get Connor to eat one too. It does en"tail" putting Bunny in his own chair with a makeshift booster seat, and a plate. All very "tea party"-esque. So I set the two of them up and left the room for a minute then heard "Mommy, Bunny not eating his dinner!" So I had to go in the room and scold Bunny as Connor solemnly looked on. I told Bunny to be a good boy and eat his dinner and gave him a kiss. Connor said "Thanks, Mom" and proceeded to eat all of his own food.

I can't figure out why I was so TIRED last night!!!