Four Months Later

It’s been four months since my last blog. I guess I sort of subconsciously knew that I would not be blogging during the semester. I barely have time to blow my nose. Let’s see what I can remember from the last four months of Adam and Caleb’s lives. Caleb is eight months old now. He is a very proficient crawler.  He manages to follow me all around the house begging to be picked up.  I’m sure if outsiders saw us they would think he was neglected. In all reality, Caleb just thinks that my every waking moment should be spent staring at him. Adam sort of feels that way too. Perhaps I’m just too enchanting. I will work on that. Caleb is also pulling himself up on things and using them to walk. I don’t imagine it will be too long until I have two runners and not just one. Caleb has five teeth now; something he reminds me of daily during breastfeeding sessions. How pleasant. I try to tell him he better watch it or he will end up drinking formula but he doesn’t believe me. Caleb adores his big brother. If Adam happens to fall asleep on the couch Caleb will pull himself up and start to mess with Adam’s hat and face until he wakes up. You would think that Adam would be angry about his brother waking him up but he just smiles in his sleep and reaches out to grab his brother. It would be the cutest thing ever (and it actually is for a moment) but Adam has no stop button and often ends up squeezing Caleb too tight which makes poor Caleb scream. If I could just freeze those happy moments before the screaming life would be perfect.

Adam is 3 ½ and he talks all the time. He talks to me, he talks to his dad, he talks to Aunt Kate, he talks to Caleb, and, when none of us are listening, he talks to himself.  Thanks to my belief that a full vocabulary should be used when talking to children, Aunt Kate’s consistency in reading books to her nephews, and Adam’s infatuation with Phineas and Ferb, Adam’s vocabulary is huge for a three year old. Not only is it huge but he also generally uses words in their correct context and uses the correct syntax. It is scary sometimes what he says to me. For example, after buzzing irritatingly in my ear for five minutes today, he looked at me and said “That’s a fascinating noise mom.” It is scarier what he says to complete strangers that we meet while running errands. I always cringe when he opens his mouth to speak to others. Who knows what he will say. Adam’s favorite book is Little Bunny Foo Foo. I have a feeling that he sides with the bunny. I’m not quite sure how I feel about that yet. Actually, I feel like I have had the same conversation with Adam that the fairy has with Little Bunny Foo Foo.

"Little funny Adam,

I don’t want to see you,

creeping up behind your brother,

and bopping him on the head.

I’ll give you one more chance,

And then I’ll turn you into a goon!"

He always does it one more time and I always have to put him in his room. Weird. Who would have thought that our lives would have paralleled a story like that. Adam’s new favorite activity is playing Super Mario Bros. with his dad. He doesn’t quite know how to play the game effectively so Eric ends up doing most of the work but Adam sure thinks it’s fun. What a good dad my boys have.

That is the general idea of what has been happening with the Berg Boys. Hopefully I will have a few more weeks before next semester to keep writing.