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You know, Theo and this grass seeder should be in a commercial for the grass seeder.  He has taken it everywhere with everything in it.  He has tossed it down the stairs multiple times.  It is not a Timex but it keeps on ticking.

Homeland security

Okay, here we are on the other side of security.  It is hard enough for a Ph.D. to traverse through the security check at the airport.  Just try Theo.  New places mean he may not want to continue the right direction.  Then a conveyer belt which takes our carry ons.  Then, I have to take his shoes off!?  Do you know how long it took to find his shoes and put them on?  You take them off, grumpy lady.  Once we get through, Theo has the hang of it and wants to help everyone else with their carry on luggage.  No, come this way you barefooting, bald headed, spongebob loving, handful.  Well, America is safe – Theo is checked.

Early to rise

This morning I’m having a weird dream and I hear something that wakes me up.  I listen and suspect Theo is awake.  It’s 4:30am.  Please no.  So I check and carefully walk down the left side of the hallway where the boards don’t creak.  Theo is sitting up in his bed having a conversation of sorts with somebody.  So I pick him up (at 4:30am) and take him to my bed, which he loves and Holly loves to snuggle with him.

But lately he has started this new habit.  When I put him to bed he doesn’t like the covers on and even looks afraid of them.  He will draw his legs up into his chest.  So later, when he is asleep I will cover him.  Well, this morning he started that in my bed.  He put his legs on me, in my stomach, then in my back and finally I got up.  I retrieved his blanket and laid down on our chaise lounge in the room.  Good gravy boy.

Just a swing’in – ?

I should write more about Theo – I know.  But the daily schedule is different now.  Trying to stay ahead of Alex in Latin, making sure Theo is eating, drinking, pooping, peeing, takes time.  Then, the house – French drain and now cleaning up the tool room; which is right below the French drain.

But, while I was cleaning the tool room, Theo spied an extension cord wrapped up on a little spool designed specifically for electrical cords.  I hate it.  But, for some reason Robert Nash let me borrow it, then moved to Kentucky.  That’s okay, because he has my Robert Alter book on Hebrew Narrative, which is more valuable of course.

So Theo grabs this spool and begins to carry it around wherever he goes (Wherever, wherever he goes – hope that melody popped into your head).  Last night I think the cord ended up in our room.  It’s kind of romantic if you think about it; or maybe not.

Well this morning, too early to focus on the clock, Holly and I hear Theo.  He is sitting up in his bed saying, “Uh-oh.”  Now, that is where I want him – in his bed.  But this is a good time for Holly to snuggle with Theo.  So she requests his presence in our bed.

I plop Theo down, he briefly snuggles with Holly then he is next to me like a tic.  Which is where he falls back to sleep.  Later I get up and sneak away to grabbed some coffee and privacy.

Finally Theo wakes up from his second sleep and I walk into the kitchen to see him opening the front door, which is normal, but he is carrying that extension cord.  He always walks out the front door in the morning, down the driveway and to the swing.  This time he is ready to electrify his swinging.

Spongebob stroll

Hammer time

Theo likes my tools; especially my hammers.  But he knows that he may not play with them.  So when he has them on the couch and I come in the room, he places a couch cushion on them.  However, he begins to grab the cushion the moment I enter the room and I can take four or five steps before he covers the goods.  Today I entered the basement but he heard me coming down the steps, so he had a head start.  Still the furtive action was clearly seen.  Then I sat down next to him.  He just played it cool.  Until I touched the cushion and he reacted by leaning on the cushion with his elbow.

Jump in with both feet

Yesterday morning Holly and I sat down at the table across from one another with Theo at the end of the table right next to us.  Holly was showering kisses on Theo while holding his hand.  Theo will let you hold his hand until he realizes, ‘Hey, you are holding my hand!’  Holly reached across the table to hold my hand so I grabbed Theo’s other hand and Theo looked at us then suddenly realized, ‘Hey, there is a lot of hand holding going on here!’  So he quickly retracted his hands and a light bulb appeared above his head, then he lifted his right foot up and placed it on Holly’s hand on the table.  Then he began to lift his left foot up to place it on my hand.  That is when his chair began to tip backwards in slow motion.  Holly grabbed Theo’s foot and another limb as he slowly followed the descent of the chair to the floor.  Usually he is pretty embarrassed in this kind of situation and doesn’t know how to act, but this time he just jumped up and got back in his chair.  No harm done; no hand holding.

A lamp unto my feet, resolve

Remember Theo unscrewed the knob on my bedside lamp? Holly found it downstairs on the laundry room floor. Now I don’t have to bring the living room lamp stand into my bedroom at night while impersonating Theo so I can hear my wife’s alto laugh.
We now call the living room lamp, Theo’s lamp. Just a few minutes ago he took the lamp into Holly’s office where he is watching Spongebob. He then tried to plug the lamp in by unplugging the power at the back of the computer and then attempting to plug the lamp into the computer.
After I fixed that and returned the kitchen table, Theo carried in his plastic bucket and placed it in the oven. I’m getting a bad feeling.

A lamp unto my feet, part 2

Last night when I went to bed I attempted to turn my bed side lamp on. That is when I discovered that Theo had turned it on the wrong way (righty-tighty boy). There was no knob. He had turned it backwards and unscrewed the knob – which was not to be found at 11:00pm. I couldn’t lay down without reading, so I retrieved the stand up lamp from the living room that Theo likes to get for Spongebob during school. You know, the one he carried down the driveway in “A lamp unto my feet.” Well, in the morning Theo walked in my room and was delighted that I had his lamp next to my bed. He would look at it, shake his head and smile; then he was interrupted by a hug and squeeze from Holly. This went on several times while Theo turned the lamp on, then off; on, off; on, off. I bet I vacuumed the knob yesterday. Argh!

Theo discovers electricity

Yesterday I took Theo shopping again.  He is very confident now with pushing his buggy.  So much that I think Harris Teeter might give him a shopping ticket.  On the way out he got a balloon again.  Later that balloon developed some static electricity, which bothered Theo.  So it was a kind of a love, hate; attract, repel relationship.  When I decided to get Theo a Happy Meal he brought the balloon with him in the truck.  I noticed again that the balloon started moving toward him and he reacted.  Well, when we got home and I set him up in front of the T.V. with his food I noticed the balloon was attached to my back.  He noticed too.  So when I got up to leave, the balloon followed – like the hunchballoon of Notre Dame.  Theo got wide eyed about it so I separated myself from the balloon and gave it about a foot distance and it started moving to me as I started running in a circle.  Theo began to cackle as his Dad circled with a balloon chasing him.  I’m pretty sure he was laughing at the balloon but it could have been both his Dad and the balloon.