Our Funny Boy

Though he may get mad at me one day for posting these, I just couldn't resist. Brendan loves to play hockey with Daddy. In fact, he wants to play this literally every day. He wakes up in the morning and after saying, "Morning, Mommy" or "Morning, Daddy", his next line is almost always "hockey puck" or "hockey stick." You could say he's almost as dedicated as his Daddy is. On occasion he will ask us to open his "manimals" (that's Brendan-speak for animals) that are kept in a plastic container. He can't open it himself. So we do, and usually leave him to it. Mostly he plays with the animals in his room, but on days when he's feeling creative he'll come running out of the room with the container on his head! The first time I witnessed this, he grabbed his stick and puck and when I asked him what was on his head, his reply was: "hockey melmet, Mommy" (Brendan-speak translation: hockey helmet, mommy). He likes to wear his "helmet" every once in awhile, and we hope that his head doesn't grow too big one day and we have to take a trip to the ER to have it removed. What a story that would be!

Happy Halloween!

Daddy goes away to deer camp every year on Halloween so we enjoy a little Mommy and Son time while he's away. This year we were super-busy with a Halloween party on Halloween Eve with family. We were also invited to join the Whitlock's for trick-or-treating so we weren't all by ourselves. I've never seen so many trick-or-treaters in one neighborhood. I was worried because Brendan has recently shown a terrifying fear of anyone in masks or with excessive costumes. All in all, he handled it better than I expected. He broke down in "I'm scared" tears many times, but he would recompose himself after each fright was away. Each time I would think...this is the one that will scare him enough that we need to leave. I asked him a number of times throughout the night, "Are you ready to go bye-bye now?" and he would answer with "No, Mommy." Though, when scared, he would run quickly into my arms and say: "bye, bye now." But as soon as the scary thing was gone, he would refuse to leave. Ah...the joys of an unsure 2-year-old. Hopefully next year won't be as scary.

Helping Mommy make pumpkin bread for Daddy on his trip:

Brendan shows off his "pum-min":

Enjoying part of the loot:

Brendan's entertainment while we hand out candy. (I love that one of his arms is stuck in the door in this pic):

Handing out candy to trick-or-treaters: