Kid snapshot

X and K have been walking to school holding hands. It is the most adorable thing. And it takes forEVER between K's dawdling and X's constant stopping to examine sticks.

In the Carnival of the Animals, the kids in K's class were all swans.

Words and phrases X shouts out when he's excited:

Easter beagle

Garbage truck

BAX-etball

X also yells the alphabet song and "Twinkle, Twinkle" at the top of his lungs.

When anyone starts a sentence with "Who..." X immediately shouts, "ME!"

If you ask X if he wants something, he will thrust out his hand and demand "FIVE."
X's favorite phrase is "MY turn," which he says instead of "Do it myself."

I feel like we have mostly tamed X's violent nature... mostly. But rarely and unexpectedly, he turns on us. The other day he brought the snake stick up over his head and then whacked it down on K's back as hard as he could. I don't know what to do when I try to discipline him and he laughs. I gave him an extra-long timeout and tried to explain that hitting hurts people and that is not acceptable.

K was lamenting that his light saber hadn't arrived in the mail yet. I told him that once he had his light saber and his mask, he'd be unstoppable. He heaved a sigh and said, "MOM. A light saber and a mask don't make you unstoppable. You need ARMOR to be unstoppable." (I know what we're doing tonight. Cardboard + hole + aluminum foil and markers = armor!)

This morning when I was getting dressed for work in my most basic cold-weather work uniform of cardigan, shell, and pants, K said, "You look great!" He'll often give me unsolicited compliments on my appearance. And X has developed a cute habit of saying I'm beautiful, and I tell him he's beautiful too, and he laughs and says, "NO beautiful. YOU beautiful!"