The other night, I called to Joel's attention that it was dark outside. I asked him if he knew what that meant, expecting him to say that it was time for bed. He leaned down towards me a little and whispered, "spankings?"
Joel has recently learned to drink out of a real glass, and not a sippy cup. This, of course, is at times frustrating because of spills. One night was particularly memorable because Joel was drinking a smoothie. A blueberry, raspberry, strawberry, blackberry smoothie. I was not a witness to the actual gulp, but I arrived on the scene moments after and looked on with amused horror. I told Joel, "show Daddy your mouth". He turned to Jason, pointed to his lips and said, "it's right here".
After one of Aunt Jeana's visits, Joel told me that she was Jeana Wilkinson.
The last time we visited Opa & Oma's before Grandpa's death, Grandpa had moved to a nursing home. When Grandma came out of her room just after we arrived, Joel asked if Grandpa was still taking a nap. Oma told him no, and tried to explain that he was living somewhere that nurses could take care of him. Joel asked, very concernedly, "is he sad there?" He enjoyed going and making sure that Grandpa was being well taken care of in his new home, and that was the last time we saw him.
Yay for Joel!!!
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Btw, this is Claire.