This past weekend we took the kids to the playground after nap. I said "you guys want to go on a walk" and they both got very excited. Megan was sitting and playing with her kitchen, I was on the other side of the living room with my back to her putting on Sam's shoes. Sam leaned around me so he could see her and said "you gonna go for a walk?". He said it 3 times and after the third time Megan came over and joined us. First of all, that little sentence was crazy adorable. Will and I both understood him perfectly but I am not sure someone else would have known what he was saying. Second, he managed to get Megan to stop what she was doing and join us so she could go too.
A couple of days later I was driving the kids somewhere and Megan tooted. Sam said "sissy stinky" and then he said "sissy diaper stinky". Anytime he is dirty we talk about him being stinky so he knows what it means, but I was surprised that he understood enough to attach that to her.
Yesterday Megan was in the jump-jump and Sam was on the bouncy horse. After a few seconds Megan started laughing, seriously laughing hard and every time I tried to peak to see what was going on one of them would see me and they would both just stare at me. Finally, I managed to sneak around behind and peek. Sam was pulling his arm into his shirt and then after a few seconds he was shoving it back into his sleeve and bursting his hand out. Every single time he did this Megan cracked up. He was entertaining her and he loved it. He just kept doing it until I got snack ready for them.
This morning Megan slept in so she was late going to school. Normally Will gets Sam up after I leave with Megan to take her to school. He asks about her but after a couple of times telling him she is at school he is good to go. Well, this morning it was so late that I had to take both of them with me. Sam was great with that until we left Megan in her classroom. He was so concerned that we were leaving her behind. He kept saying "sissy?" in a concerned little voice. He has never gone to drop her off, only to pick her up so he didn't understand what was going on. I thought it might be hard on him so instead of feeding him breakfast before we left I took him out for a special breakfast. Sadly, it didn't work. He asked about her in that same little voice until we picked her up. He got to eat a special breakfast, go to the store and to the library but he never stopped worrying that we had left her behind. I kept telling him that she was at school and we would go get her in a little bit but it wasn't until we pulled into the school again that he was okay with it.
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