Gabe Moments

“Mommy can I have coffee? The green coffee that no have straw and no have lid. The little tiny one.”

Sure kid. (Don’t worry, it’s water...)

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Every day when we walk to school we pass the parkin garage and Gabe insists in climbing up here to say “Da Da Da Hello Hello!” So he can hear the echo. If we walk on the other side of the street, he insists on going back so “I can Da Da Da.” Every once in a while there are “peoples” in the garage and that throws him off so badly that he’s shy and quiet until we get into school.

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Gabe has started bringing a toy or two in the car with him. This has led to some interesting conversations. One day this week he had a rubber ducky and an excavator.

G: Mommy, the duck is crying!

M: Why is the duck crying?

G: Because the excavator is squishing his head.

Uh, I think that’s a good reason for the poor duck to be crying.

Last night he had his purple helicopter. I’d promised him a trip to the library while Bella was at a birthday party. Then the party got canceled, but I figured that we should go to the library anyway.

G: Mommy Purple Helicopter want to go libary.

M: No, Purple Helicopter needs to stay in the car.

G: Purple Helicopter want to read books.

M: Purple Helicopter can read all of the books that he wants to at home, but he can’t read the ones at the library.

G: Purple Helicopter no want to read books. Purple Helicopter want to go libary.

Purple Helicopter ended up staying in the car perfectly happy...

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Gabe has now transitioned from sitting in the high chair to sitting in a booster at the table. There is only one problem with this plan. When you dump your bowl of cereal over in a high chair, the tray catches it all and the mess isn’t very big. When you dump it on the table, cereal goes everywhere. Luckily, Gabe really likes helping to clean up the mess. He may not get all of the cereal, but he does a pretty good job of cleaning up the milk.

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The other day we saw a guy riding a motorcycle without a helmet on and I made a big deal about it. When he passed us again Gabe said “He not wearing a helmet. Oh dear. Oh dear.”