Schierer Space

Nate spent time with Daddy this morning identifying letters of the alphabet. He got 16 out of 25 (we don’t have any “I”s out right now, not sure why).

When he says “R” is cracks me up. He makes the sign for “Z” which is cute.

Because Heidi asked for it…here is a video of Nate from today, hiding under the blanket.

This morning I was hastily running around the kitchen trying to throw together a crock pot recipe (that had way too many pre-crock pot steps) before heading out for the day. Nate was doing a great job of getting in my way and under my feet as usual. While I was chopping the vegetables and trying to prevent the bacon from burning, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Nate was playing in the dishwasher full of clean dishes. He loves to take the silverware out of the basket and play with it, and I have found spoons and forks in some very interesting places. I told him “No, no, put those back and close the door,” and went back to work, not really paying attention to whether he did or not.

Once I got to the point where everything was in the crock pot cooking away, I decided I’d unload the dishwasher. I opened the door and there was no silverware, and my first thought was “oh crap, I’m going to be tracking down silverware for months.” Imagine my surprise when I later went to get a spoon out of the drawer and found that all the silverware from the dishwasher had been shoved into the front of the drawer, and the drawer closed.

Thanks Nate for helping me unload the dishwasher this morning.

Earlier this week, Nate and I went to the Moms Club Halloween event, and Nate had a blast running around in his costume with the big kids, and thought it was super neat that people put stuff into his pumpkin. He’d been carrying around the pumpkin ever since I got the Halloween decorations out of storage. He also carried around his little Cookie Monster talking doll, that did most of the talking for him.

This evening Chris took Nate out in the neighborhood to go trick-or-treating. Nate started off strong walking down the street carrying his pumpkin, but by the second house, Dad was carrying the pumpkin, and soon after he was carrying a very tired Cookie Monster too (Nate refused to take a nap today, and we knew he wasn’t going to last long tonight). Chris said that when they walked up a driveway, Nate would say “ding ding”, but when they got to the house, he wouldn’t say anything and just looked startled. We’d practiced saying Trick or Treat all day, but I think the situation was just too unfamiliar for him. He did sign Thank You and say “B-Bye” when prompted though. By the time they got back home, Cookie Monster was asleep. He ended up with a fairly good haul of candy, most of which Chris and I will enjoy. He did get some little kid friendly snacks too (Teddy Grahams and Goldfish), so he won’t be completely treat-less.

Thanks goes out to those who offered a little kid option. It wouldn’t have been anything I would have thought to do, but I will remember to in the future when I know there will be little kids coming.