On a lighter note.

Monkey is, without a doubt, a mama’s boy.  He will do and say things for me that he will say to no one else.  Sometimes I’ll ask him to share a new word or a new skill with Duhdee and he ignores us.  Sometimes he’ll even be doing something particularly cute and as soon as Duhdee walks into the room he will stop.  I know it won’t always be this way.  There are things he does with Duhdee that I can’t do with him.  There will be more and more of these activities as he gets older, I’m sure.  So for now I store away little nuggets like this to carry with me later:

From school, Monkey was on a walk with his class after recess.  As they approached the driveway at the front of the school where we do pick-ups and drop-offs he said, clear as day “Mama.  Home.” and he pointed in the direction that we drive away.  One thing that is particularly funny to me is that I never do afternoon pick-ups, those are Duhdee’s responsibility!