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Ethan is a very friendly and sociable guy.  Only catch is that he tends to get REALLY shy amongst strangers or even familiar faces in a new surrounding.  It takes him some time to warm up and then he’ll be his usual boisterous self.

Just like a couple of weekends ago when we attended his classmate Griffin’s birthday party.  Ethan was all excited in the morning of the event, because it was a pirate-themed party.  He read aloud the words on the gift too, he said, ” Happy Birthday Griffin.  From TWO Ethan!” (the 2 dots were read as *two*)

 

But as soon as we stepped into Griffin’s home, Ethan clung on to me like a leech and didn’t want to join in the games at all, even though several of his friends were there.

By the by, he warmed up and soon he was running around happily and playing with the birthday boy and his other friends too.

More smiles could be seen as time went by.  He even posed happily in front of the pirate ship backdrop 🙂

…and he found some *treasures* to play with too!

Can you tell just how much he is enjoying himself? LOL

Oh, and if that wasn’t enough, he downed two sausages by himself.

 …and a LOT of yummy chocolate birthday cake!

After that, he went home with his very own mini treasure chest which contained goodies, among them a really COOL telescope.

Is it any wonder he told me, “Mommy, I LIKE Griffin’s house!” 🙂

Maybe it’s because we kiss Hannah all the time…how can we not when she flashes that adorable smile, with the almost-there dimple on her chubby cheeks?  Yeah, it has to be because we are incredibly affectionate with her, so much so that the affection we shower on her has made her affectionate too.

When I carry Hannah, she would hug me tight, sometimes using both hands to hold my head or my face, and attempt to kiss or chomp on my cheek or chin.  A similar trait that was exhibited by Ethan last time.

 

Last weekend when we visited Ethan and Hannah’s cousin Phoebe, Hannah was all affectionate again.  Crawling over to stroke Phoebe’s head, attempting to hug and kiss her…maybe Hannah thought Phoebe was a big soft toy for her to play with!

She’s also very loving and affectionate towards Ethan, but Ethan will run away from Hannah whenever Hannah comes a-crawling.  He’ll shout, “Hannah’s coming!”  and run very quickly away.

How can we ever resist affection from our little sweet Hannah? 🙂

Ethan loves numbers!  And the amazing thing about this is that we didn’t even force him to learn his numbers.  He picked it up all on his own, with his own interest.

Here’s a really cute video of him counting, finger actions included…(a result of nothing else better to do while waiting for the food to arrive).  Check out how he positions his fingers for numbers 3 and 8.  Priceless!

 

I’m happy to note that the sibling relationship between Ethan and Hannah is significantly better now.  Granted, he still sometimes prevents her from playing with most of his toys, but he now (usually) will say “I’m the big brother, Hannah’s my little sister”, and I find that really sweet.

Ironically, I got them cute outfits that had the words “Big Brother” and “Little Sister” sewn on them, and thought it would be a good idea to have a picture taken of both of them in it.

 

Precious, precious, simply precious shots! 🙂

…although it was tough to take the pictures too, because Hannah kept wanting to touch Ethan’s hair and ears, while Ethan wanted to prevent her from doing so, while saying “Cheese!” at the same time! LOL

I asked Ethan to put his arm around Hannah in the last picture above 🙂

Don’t they both look happy? 🙂

 

Followers of the “Children should be seen and not heard” school of thought would certainly click their tongues in disapproval and shake their heads in despair should they see and hear what Ethan is like these days. When he is watching TV or doing something and he is concentrating: Ethan: Be quiet! Shhhh…. (holds finger to his mouth). No talking! 

*****

Daddy attempts to change the TV channel.

Ethan: No watching FOOTBALL, Daddy!

and lately…

Ethan: No Daddy, change the channel to Playhouse Disney, PLEeeeeeeeASsssssssE!!!!  PuhLEeeeeeeeASsssssssssssE….???!!!

*****

When someone laughs at him, with him or loudly:  

Ethan: It’s not funny, uncle!!  That’s not very nice!  

*****

At the restaurant, a waiter approaches us.

Waiter: Sir, do you need a baby chair for your son?

Ethan: NO!  I’m NOT a baby! (points at Hannah) Hannah’s the baby!  I’m a BOY!  I’m THREE years old!  

*****

At the restaurant again, the waitress assists Ethan by pushing his stool closer to the table.

Ethan: NO!  No touching me!  

*****

When I am having a conversation with someone:

Ethan: No talking Aunty!  Mommy talk first!  

*****

When about to go out:

Mommy: Okay buddy, go put on your shoes.

Ethan: No no, not SHOES…sandals!  

In school:

Teacher: Alright, take off your shoes.

Ethan: Not shoes, teacher.  SANDALS!

“Mommy, Mommy, can I have your Coach bag when I grow up?”

 

“PLEEEEeeeeeeeaaaaaasssssssssse?????”

Definitely a trait inherited from Mommy 🙂

When Ethan was much, much younger, we took him once through the automated car wash, and he cried his lungs out.  After that, we only ever washed the car the manual way.

But I recently discovered a couple of automated car wash coupons stashed away, and decided to use them.

So one fine day, I asked Ethan if he would like to accompany me to the car wash.  I explained the whole procedure to him and he was VERY excited about it.

And when we actually drove through it, I guess it did not disappoint him.

 

He was giggling away when the *uncles* sprayed water and soap on the car.

And he laughed when the bristles of the gigantic brush cleaned our car from top to bottom.

And after the entire process, he exclaimed, “That was so FUN, Mommy!  Our car is SO clean and shiny now!”

I bet he would LOVE washing the car next time! 🙂

 

Yesterday morning, Ethan ran up to me and told me he was scared of the *monster*. 

I asked him, “Where’s the monster, Ethan?”

He then pointed at my derriere and went, “There!  There’s the MONSTER BUTT!”

What??  Now he is calling my butt a monster butt…and he kept repeating it over and over again, until he was so tickled by my reaction.  (It didn’t help that Daddy thought it was funny too).

SIGH…maybe it’s time I really started on my exercise regime…

Anyway, later that day, Ethan was fiddling and messing with my hair during dinner (somehow he likes to do this), and suddenly he said, “Uh-oh, Mommy…your head’s breaking…look!”

SIGH…must be because of the very fine and thinning hair…

And even later that night, I asked him again, “Ethan, do you still see the monster butt?”

He took one look at my behind, and said, “No Mommy, it’s not there anymore.  Now you have shorts on!”

Maybe it’s time I put away that “monster butt” pair of pants forever, eh? LOL

This could be the start of another very very chatty chatterbox in future! 🙂

 

It has always been a struggle to feed Ethan medicine.  Back when he was still breastfed, I would just rely solely on breastfeeding to get him well.  But when he was weaned, I dreaded it when he became ill.  Usually, we just let nature take its course and he would eventually get better.  Most people say that over-the-counter medicine for kids in the US are more palatable and hence, we should buy some to take home with us.  Medicine that comes in various kid-approved flavours like cherry, bubble gum and grape definitely appeal to kids.

Well, most kids, anyway…but not Ethan.

Ethan has been coughing for several weeks now.  The problem is he refuses to drink a lot of water AND he refuses to take medicine.  We bought a bottle of Tylenol in GRAPE flavour.  And although the mixture tastes really good, just like concentrated grape juice and nothing like the yucky tasting Rhinathiol or Polaramine, Ethan would have none of it.

We forcefed him this Tylenol Grape a few times, or rather we *tried* to feed him with it, but he would just spit it all out.  Even though the characters in his favorite Dr Hippo books drink Grape medicine when they are sick, Ethan does not want to follow suit.

Now, our typical conversations would go like this:

Daddy: Ethan do you wanna drink GRAPE?
Ethan: No!  I don’t want it!
Daddy:  You have to choose: either drink Grape or drink water.

And of course he would gladly drink the water.

We tried to add the Tylenol into his chocolate milk a few times, but after just the first time, he suspected we had added it in, and he told me, “I don’t want grape Mommy!”  And he would stand behind me as I poured the chocolate milk for him, just to make sure I did not add anything else in.

Sigh…

He is still coughing though, but I guess we have to wait for him to heal himself.  Here’s what we go through every day:

Ethan: (coughs)
Daddy: Are you still coughing, Ethan?
Ethan (shaking his head): Nooo…I’m NOT coughing Daddy…
Daddy: You just coughed Ethan.  You have to drink Grape!
Ethan: No Daddy.  I don’t wanna drink Grape Daddy.

And then today…

Hannah coughs.
Ethan: Hannah coughing?  Drink Grape!

Mommy: (coughs)
Ethan (immediately): Mommy, are you coughing?

😛

Looks like our bags will not have bottles of grape-flavored medicine then!

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