Zachary copies Edwin.  Edwin copies Zachary.  This time, it's the potty.  Zachary wants to use the potty SOOOO badly!  He insists on sitting on the potty and screams if you try to take him off.  He has not once ever managed to pee in it.  But he wants to try.  Michael was basically a prisoner in the bathroom for about 15 minutes, and it seemed as if it was going to be a lot longer.  Zachary sortof lost his concentration and fell in, which put a fast end to that.  Otherwise, we'd probably be in Tolland for another week yet. 

Last evening, Zachary wanted to nurse.  We were in the TV room.  Zachary instructed me, "Lie Down!"  I asked him "WHY?" and he said, "Mommy Milk, Please!".  I had to.  He was too cute.  He often gets his way due to extreme cuteness.

So, keeping in mind that Edwin often quotes the rule he's breaking - as he's breaking it...

Last night, Edwin was eating M&Ms and Kayra was eating Skittles.  We suspect Edwin tried to swipe one of Kayra's candies, having finished his own, and not realizing that they were not the same.  Then, we suspect he ran to the potty to spit it out, a popular routine for him.  It got quiet upstairs, and Michael, getting suspicious, went to check.  Then, we hear from downstairs, "Edwin!"  Michael had caught Edwin with a paper cup, poised over the toilet.  Edwin quickly dropped the cup into the toilet, saying "Do not drink the potty-water!"  I arrived upstairs to hear Edwin saying, "I am sorry for drinking the potty-water."

"I would like my feet wiped, please!"

This story is from last Sunday.  Edwin had made an accident at church, so he came home wearing a very stylish jacket, button down shirt, and a pullup.  He was playing in the livingroom while I worked on a pumpkin pie.  Michael was tailoring, and Zachary was playing with the toys in the boys' bedroom.  So, Edwin walks into the kitchen and says to me, "I would like my feet wiped, please."  And I was confused.  Now, Zachary often says "nose wipe!" when his nose is dirty, but I could not figure out how Edwin's feet would be excessively dirty..  what got stuck to his feet?  Or did I just not hear him correctly.  When asked, he nicely repeated, "I would like my feet wiped, please".  And I then looked at his feet and saw what for a millisecond looked like mud.  He had not been outside...  And of course, he had just walked in from the livingroom.  Oh!  OH!!!  OK!!!  So I picked him up and carefully avoided the poop in the livingroom and carried him upstairs, touching him as little as possible... and placed him in the bathtub.  "We have a poop emergency!" I yelled to Michael ...  and I left Michael with Edwin while I cleaned the livingroom rug and the diningroom floor.

"Zachary wants..."

Edwin has a funny way of explaining things. When he wants someone to do something, he says that they want to do the thing. For instance, if he wants to have me read him a book, he'd say "Daddy wants to read the book to Edwin". Whether or not I actually want to read said book is irrelevant. However, sometimes statement and reality line up surprisingly well...

The two boys were home playing in their room around lunch time, when for no reason at all, Zachary began a high-pitch wail/scream. (Edwin was in another part of the room, minding his own business.) However, Edwin knew what this unpleasant outburst meant (as did I), and declared loudly "Zachary wants to take a nap!"