Michael's Development Blog

Yesterday, Michael ate a 4-egg omelet with two pieces of toast and then rode his balance bike all the way around the 2-mile loop.

When Michael was sick with a high fever the weekend before Aiden was born Anton spent one of the nights sleeping on the floor in his room so that he would get some sleep. Michael came home early from daycare today because he threw up (or "puked" as he likes to use his new word now...) during nap time. As Anton was laying him down for bed tonight he said, "Daddy sleep on floor? Michael sick." Awww (he's not really sick though...aside from throwing up he's been totally fine and full of energy all day). Then he latched himself around Anton's neck and wouldn't let go, with a little mischievous grin. Impossible not to laugh.

Michael is talking up a storm now...in fact, he rarely stops talking and communicates quite well. He attempts very large words but often only gets the end of them: superfragilisticexpialidocious turns into "docious," for example. He repeats like a parrot, often very hilariously. He repeated Grandpa Preisinger saying "episode" and sometimes gets into moods where he just repeats a person almost word for word as they're telling a story. Update on Michael stripping down at bedtime is that "Operation Muffin Pants" was a success...Simple bribery to get him to keep his clothes on. Actually he's come so far now that he doesn't even need to wear the onesy over his PJs which is very nice. Anton installed the lawn retaining wall this spring and Michael had a lot of fun joining him at the gravel yard and watching all the work with the excavator. We tried reading Salamandastron during dinner and got a few chapters in before Michael seemed to lose int...