lining up dominoes in the shape of a ghost - he did this himself!
oh yes, Kai has a costume too.
Showing posts with label Jett Kai. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jett Kai. Show all posts
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Our personal playground
The other day the boys and I took some balls to the school yard across the street and spent an hour running after them. The balls were all at least as big as my fist, and some were bigger. Nevertheless, Kai thought one had slipped through the grates, and he spent an unreasonable amount of time peering down into the darkness, trying to find it.
We've been playing in the school yard since Jett could walk, and I've written about it a few times (here, here, and here, for example). I don't think I've mentioned the various safety hazards we have to watch out for, like an enticing but probably bug-and-litter ridden sand pit and raised rectangles of grass surrounded by brick walls that would be perfect to fall from. There is also a big wooden deck, serving no obvious purpose, that is full of jagged holes and rotting boards. The deck would be perfect to play on if it was safe, because it is right next to the giant grates that the boys like to throw rocks through, but we've always had to keep them off of it until now....
...because now it is all gone! Excellent! Getting rid of that wooden platform gives me one less thing to say "No" too. Thank you, CPS.
On a side note, the other day Charlie, the boys, and I were reading a book about animals that live in your backyard. I mentioned that we don't have a backyard, and Jett piped up, "No, but we have a school!" Right on, kiddo. Right on.
We've been playing in the school yard since Jett could walk, and I've written about it a few times (here, here, and here, for example). I don't think I've mentioned the various safety hazards we have to watch out for, like an enticing but probably bug-and-litter ridden sand pit and raised rectangles of grass surrounded by brick walls that would be perfect to fall from. There is also a big wooden deck, serving no obvious purpose, that is full of jagged holes and rotting boards. The deck would be perfect to play on if it was safe, because it is right next to the giant grates that the boys like to throw rocks through, but we've always had to keep them off of it until now....
...because now it is all gone! Excellent! Getting rid of that wooden platform gives me one less thing to say "No" too. Thank you, CPS.
On a side note, the other day Charlie, the boys, and I were reading a book about animals that live in your backyard. I mentioned that we don't have a backyard, and Jett piped up, "No, but we have a school!" Right on, kiddo. Right on.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Cooperation
The boys are learning to work together. They scream together, throw food together, resist bedtime together, and try to sit on my lap at the same time. Wait a minute....that one usually leads to fighting. Anyway....
They've started playing together and it's awfully cute. Their favorite game is "racing" also known as "cars". They both stand at the starting line, which is the computer armoire in our living room. At my signal they run through the living room and into their bedroom, then out of their bedroom, through the living room again, and all the way to my bedroom door. It takes Jett 20 steps to get from the crib to my bedroom door. I know this because I've counted his steps, as I'm sure our downstairs neighbor has done too. They can run this loop for nearly 15 minutes without stopping, many times a day. I love it because although it's loud, it keeps the peace.
As a fan, the best part is the beginning. Without fail, Kai will run the first lap in his stocking feet. Then he'll sit down in the middle of the race and yell "sock! sock!" (Bare feet grip wood floors better than sock feet). Jett will run over and yank Kai's socks off. Poor Kai used to sit up and fall back on his head from the force of the motion, but now they've mastered the technique of the sock pull. As soon as Jett runs toward him, Kai rolls over on his belly, feet toward Jett, and Jett pulls off the socks. Jett says it's his job.
It's the Indianapolis 500 and the Johnson boys have choreographed their own pit-stop.
On your mark, get set, GO!
They've started playing together and it's awfully cute. Their favorite game is "racing" also known as "cars". They both stand at the starting line, which is the computer armoire in our living room. At my signal they run through the living room and into their bedroom, then out of their bedroom, through the living room again, and all the way to my bedroom door. It takes Jett 20 steps to get from the crib to my bedroom door. I know this because I've counted his steps, as I'm sure our downstairs neighbor has done too. They can run this loop for nearly 15 minutes without stopping, many times a day. I love it because although it's loud, it keeps the peace.
As a fan, the best part is the beginning. Without fail, Kai will run the first lap in his stocking feet. Then he'll sit down in the middle of the race and yell "sock! sock!" (Bare feet grip wood floors better than sock feet). Jett will run over and yank Kai's socks off. Poor Kai used to sit up and fall back on his head from the force of the motion, but now they've mastered the technique of the sock pull. As soon as Jett runs toward him, Kai rolls over on his belly, feet toward Jett, and Jett pulls off the socks. Jett says it's his job.
It's the Indianapolis 500 and the Johnson boys have choreographed their own pit-stop.
On your mark, get set, GO!
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