The last post was devoted to Colt and this one is all about Sam. What can I say about Sam? This child puts laugh lines on my face and creases in my brow. I'm not sure it's possible for one child to make you belly laugh until your abdomen hurts and make you grow horns at the same time. Sam is successful in doing both. My sweet, little pooh bear Sammy. I love him so much and he keeps our lives VERY interesting.
Kids say funny things. They really do. I wish I had a recorder with me at all times to record some of these things. When Sam was only one, my cousin told me that Sam should do stand-up and I've never believed that more than I do now.
First, he creates words, all kinds of words. He made up the word "swittle" when he was two - meaning, sweet and little. He has a stuffed frog that he loves and he says, "That's such a swittle frog." He made up the word "snug" a few months ago - I guess it's a cross between a snuggle and a hug. Every night he says, "Mom, will you come snug me?" Of course I come running, because how can I resist the chance to snug my baby that becomes less of a baby every day? Then, just a few days ago, Bryan came home from work and Sam started kissing his bald head, his arm, his shirt, his hand and elbows. Bryan said, "Sam, I love all the kisses buddy, but what are you doing?" Sam said, "I'm beavering you dad." Beaver-ing....hmmm..... This kid, I tell you. You just have to laugh.
If you have ever noticed Sam's teeth, he has a little (actually, it's rather large) gap between the two front teeth. Colt does not and his are pretty straight across. Every night, the boys stand on the stool together and brush their teeth in the mirror. The other night, they were standing together and Colt started talking about when he loses his first tooth. Sam said, "Colt, I already lost a tooth and when your bigger like me, you might lose one too." Of course this prompted Colt to challenge him and demand to see his missing tooth and Sam points to his gap and says, "Look, see that hole right there, there used to be a tooth there, but I lost it already." My poor little gap-tooth baby! :-)
Lastly, a few nights ago we went to eat at a Mexican restaurant. When the waiter came out with the tray of food, Bryan turned to me and asked what I had ordered and I told him tacos. When the waiter went to hand Sam his food, he looked right at him and said, "What's the plan, taco man?" Dead. Serious. I cannot make this up.
Every day we laugh. There are so many more examples, but I just wanted to hit the highlights. However, when Sam poops and sticks his finger in it and wipes it on the walls, we don't laugh. When he stuck two toothbrushes so far down the toilet, that Bryan had to take the entire toilet completely apart and bring it all the way downstairs to get those toothbrushes out, we didn't laugh. When he sticks his head in the dog's water bowl when it's 40 degrees outside, we don't laugh then either. And when he tells me that he stuck my wedding rings down the sink drain and said it was in three different sinks - all of which I had to take apart. Only to find out that he had put them in the closet and I certainly didn't laugh. These are the times those horns start to emerge. But for the most part, if we didn't have ALL these things to keep up hopping, we'd be pretty bored! So we are thankful for the healthy, funny, amazing little beings we've been blessed with, even if they never do give us a moment's peace!
*Pictures are from the petting zoo at the rodeo carnival last Friday*
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