It all started when Nyah found one of her babies in the toy room. She brought it upstairs and both her and Bryant started playing together.
B: This baby needs a diaper change
B: Mom, baby needs her clothes changed.
(I give them a little outfit)
Bryant wraps it in a blankie and sings
"Rock a baby and good night is time to go to sleep--mommy is knitting so you sleep...."
They both lay down on the couch and Bryant realizes that the baby doesn't have a bed and he says
B: You little stinker, you can't sleep with us, you kick too much.
Bryant gets down from the couch and goes up to find a box for the baby. Nyah grabs the baby and starts singing Twinkle Twinkle.
Bryant finds a box and puts the baby in the box-now a baby crib. And he tiredly says--
B: Oh this baby kept me awake all night long, now I have to go make looms. Nyah you stay home and feed the baby bottle and knit.
He goes to the other room then comes back saying
B: Oh, I am tired! Making looms is hard work. I waxed all day....(exhales a huge Sighhhh)
He grabs the baby and sits with it and starts playing with it.
(I go upstairs to put the clothes away)
A couple of minutes pass:
B: Mom, we are going to buy the baby diapers, you watch the baby. Take good care of her. She needs a bottle and don't give her candy! (We have been trying to get Nyah to stop eating candy--Bryant has caught on to the general idea!)
N: Bye baby, wooove you. (She gently picks up the baby and gives her a kissy).
The afternoon was one of the most pleasant and revealing of my life. I keep thinking that my kids never listen to me--despite my screaming, but today, I realized that they may ignore my voice, but their little eyes watch my every move!
In the loom knitting front--I was able to finally finish the shrug. There was some frogging and some headbanging as the original pattern I had in mind didn't exactly work with the yarn, but at the end, I found the perfect beginner stitch pattern.
In Mommy duties--we are just tickled pink--Nyah can count to 10 in both Spanish and English! And...wait, that's not all, she is completely off the bottle--it took us long enough (she is 19mos), she was very much attached to it. She looks for food when she needs comfort (I think she got that from me, poor muffin). Bryant--well, he is my little helper. He has learned to fold all of his clothes! It is such a time saver! He folds his little clothes and Nyah's! Yay!!