Silas has arrived at an age where he says things that sound very cute and sometimes disarmingly honest. Here are some examples.
Yesterday I heard Coen and Silas discussing what they would do with their money. Silas asserted that he was saving up for a babysitter. This surprised me, and I asked, "Which babysitter?" His reply: "Daddy!"
One evening baby Charles was fussing and crying even when Silas tried to cheer him up. He concluded sadly, "Baby doesn't love me." We assured him that Charles did love him, to which he cheerfully proclaimed, "Baby loves me!"
Coen and Silas were playing relatively quietly while I made dinner a few nights ago. Every once in a while Silas would come running in the kitchen to give me an update, such as, "Brother tickle me!" or "I not hitting!" Finally he came in, happily saying, "I bite brother!" When I sent him to time out he acted surprised and dismayed, saying, "I not eat brother."
Silas is so enthusiastic. His favorite song is, "Jesus Wants Me for a Sunbeam," and he truly is a little ray of sunshine around here. It is so sweet to hear him get excited about things. I offered to give him a snuggle when I put him down for his nap a few days ago and he started exclaiming, "Oh boy, oh boy! Snuggle! Oh boy oh boy!" Announcing that we are going swimming at the YMCA is enough to set him off again, "Oh boy, I love it! Hooray!"
Lately Silas also makes little calls on his imaginary cell phone. This morning he was on the "phone" with Monkey Joe's (a center with those inflatable bounce houses). We went there with a special coupon a couple weeks ago. Doubtless he was calling to negotiate a new deal for us.
