Cinco and Jango grow up so fast!

Jango can almost sit up on his own! He is so close to doing it when someone helps him get up. He stayed up when Grandma went to say goodbye to her son and his girlfriend and her baby boy. Grandma took pictures, but she wasn’t home so I could look at them. He talks a lot more, and he loves to follow his older brother around.

Cinco has learned many new words, some thanks to me and his daddy, and some thanks to my sister, brother, or mother. He now knows these words as parts of the body: nose, ears, eyes, mouth, teeth, feet, toes, hands, fingers, thumb, knees, butt (he never says it, but I know he understands where it is when I tell him to sit on his butt), hair, and tongue. I think he also knows head and shoulders, thanks to the game we used to play based on that song, but he never says them anymore. I taught him “square” and “circle”, which he remembered almost a week later, and he now knows “tree” and “flower”. He is also almost three feet tall already. He is going to be tall like his daddy. He loves to go outside and look at everything. One of these days we should take him and Jango camping so they can both enjoy the great outdoors, as well as fishing so the boys can learn how to do it and it would mean a lot to me if this happens because my dad wanted to take them fishing, but didn’t get to. Cinco also likes the dog that the Flores grandparents have. He loves the hammock they have in their backyard, too.

Both children seem to have gotten some new personality traits, like Cinco seems to whine a little more than he used to, and, until recently, Jango didn’t want to crawl to anything to get what he wanted. We will have to work on Cinco and the whining and crying when he really doesn’t need to. And they both still need to learn more about sharing their toys, or taking each others toys while the other sibling is still playing with it. We shall see how this goes. These things will take time, and time seems to be a constant throughout our lives as of late. But they are happy, healthy, and seem to enjoy where they are at now.

Cinco says a bad word (oops!)

Yesterday Richard and I learned that children when they reach a certain age, in this case two years and five months, that they tend to mimic what their parents say. Case in point: Richard was playing a game called Battlefield 2142. He got killed in battle, which happens quite a bit being a war game, and he said something to the extent of “Fuck that!”. Cinco, hearing what his dad just said, decided to copy his dad and said fuck. Richard tried to tell him no and not to say that, but later on the same day he said the same word about 15 times. Needless to say, I wasn’t too happy, and we seriously need to watch our language. Cinco is learning so many new words, but this was one I hoped he never have to learn. But it happened. So folks, watch your words. Could bite you in the butt if you are not careful.

Cinco says uncle and aunt but no names

Cinco has been learning a lot of vocabulary lately. Today I got him to say aunt and uncle, but when I said their name, I got nothing. Oh well. I’m going to keep trying. He knows bubbles, Jango(but said Janjo), McQueen (especially when I point to something that has Lightning McQueen on it), and a few other words that I can’t remember right now. I’m so proud of him. He tries to put on clothes and shoes, but still needs help. He is growing up quick, and so is his brother. I see why people have multiple kids!