Finnegan Says #601

Linden: *screaming in backseat of car*

Finny: "Linden says, 'pass the milk!'"

HARRY POTTER!!

Started reading Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone to Finnegan yesterday. I've never read the books because I've wanted to wait for when Finny was ready.

I ordered it for his birthday and it arrived on the doorstep via Amazon, a little nod to my mail order addiction, yesterday.  I let him open it as an early birthday present and he looked so dissappointed. Like, where's my toy. So I read him a teaser paragraph and then shut the book saying we'd read more that evening.

That evening I had to encourage him by saying we'd only read one page. One page turned into the first chapter and now we're already through chapter two and onto the third. So. Happy. and. Excited.

Deep questions

Finny asked us yesterday, "Why am I myself?" 

Thanks to all the parenting guides I am totally prepared for questions about reproduction and baby origination, but these existential questions take some more thought. He's also asked me before, "where was I before I was born?" This came in an intense teary eyed moment that I'm sure I completely botched. 

In any case, I love that he thinks about this stuff. To me it means he is a thoughtful person who is aware of his life. Which, in the future I hope will lead to compassion toward other people's lives and situations. 

But really, who knows? I'll keep you updated. 

Finnegan says...

Nothing is not science! 

(Five year old speak for everything is science) 

Happy Tesla Day!!!

One time

"Mommy you know what? One time I got a lot of saliva in my mouth and I didn't throw up."

What's kickin chicken?

I was changing Linden's diaper just a second ago while he was fussy but all of the sudden, he was quiet. We change his diaper on the bathroom counter on a towel that we've laid down right in front of the mirror and when I looked down to see what made him quiet,  he was looking at my reflection in the mirror and smiling!

He's smiled a few times before, like aside from gassy smiles, but mostly its in the morning and only one smile at a time. Like he's rationing them to see if we'll still feed him or something. Building trust? I don't know but as I type this he is sitting in Josh's lap and smiling over and over.

Ah, feels like some of our hard work is being rewarded with sweetness from Mr. Maybe Blue Eyes.