Boo

Happy Halloween! Our neighborhood continues to be friendly. This note showed up under our mailbox yesterday with some candy in a little paper pumpkin.

You've been boo-ed!!!
The air is cool, the season fall
soon boo's will come to one and all
The treat that came with this special note
Is yours to keep. Enjoy them both

The fun now comes with friends like you
Now copy this and make it two

Then other here among our friends
Will give some fun that never ends

We'll all have smiles upon our face
No one will know who boo-ed each place

Just one short day to work your fun
Or big ZAPs will strike, so go and run!

And don't forget a nifty treat,
Like something cute or something sweet.

Please join the fun, let's really hear it,
And spread some boo's and lots of spirit.

"Roll up my pants."

"My pants are rolled down. Who rolled down my pants?!"

In other news, I am sick. Sore throat, sneezy, bleh.

Xander Invention

"Em, this [his stick] is my nail blower. It blows nails away." He's seen leaf blowers and nail guns, I guess this is some combo.

Later: "Em, this [backhoe] is my backhoe blower. It blows nails away." "This is my police car blower." Does it blow away police cars? "No [duh], it blows nails away." Thought we might have a little radical on our hands for a minute there.

Xander logic

Me: "A cake with candles on it is usually for a birthday."
Him: "A cake with NO candles on it is for... NO birthday."

What is X for?

Xan hasn't hit the why stage. I think his equivalent will be "what is this for?" As in, what is this book for? What are trees for? What is poop for?

He's definitely into explanations and you can see him try to work them out and repeat them to himself. Walking down the street last week he informed me that you don't go in the street and if you get hit by a car you get back on the sidewalk. I had to explain that one again.

You can also hear him muttering rules to himself as part of his ongoing monologue: "Oh, here is a frisbee. Do you throw frisbees inside? No, mhm-mm. Frisbees are for outside."

Sometimes I'm briefly included:

"Can I climb on the furniture?"

"No"

"No, I don't climb on the furniture? Is this furniture? Is this furniture?"

Big Kid Bed

We gave Xan a choice of sleeping in his tent or his new toddler bed tonight and he chose the big bed. He went down with no fuss, giggled at being tucked in, and - at 10 min - appears to be staying there. We told him if he got up he'd have to sleep in the tent. Hopefully the desire to sleep it the big bed will be enough to keep him from roaming all over the place. We'll see how the morning goes or if he rolls out of it in the middle of the night: he's a bit of a thrasher.

Yay for poop

I think this is the first time I've felt that way. Xan sat on the potty without any outside suggestion, and then pooped in it, both firsts for him. Up to this point he has been completely uninterested in potty training and we figured we'd better not impose yet another change on him. Who knows if this will continue, but he seemed pretty proud of himself.