i blink...

and he is this.  this boy going on little man.

wasn't it yesterday he was crawling on the floor of my bedroom, pulling himself to standing at the window and chirping at the birds while i folded laundry?  and today, he is this boy, standing tall, defending his brothers from backyard goblins while i hang clothes and watch him out the window.

i call him over and, to his now nearly constant embarrassment, force him to take a picture.  so i can remember the stomach tightening, heart pulling ache of seeing him so big.  i am so proud of who he is, and who i see him becoming.  of how, even after five-and-a-half years, i am still stopped dead in my tracks with wonder that he is mine.

to work...

for the last few weeks, titus has been obsessed with the idea of going to work with steve. not sure where it came from, since he has never been to work before, but he just couldn't stop talking about it.  so, last week, steve let him go into the office with him for an hour.  we got him all dressed up in some "work clothes" (complete with "work shoes," which he was in love with!), and packed a "work bag" (notebook, cheese stick, toy phone... all office necessities, i assure you).  he had a fantastic time, and now he asks all the time about going again.  he sure loves his daddy, that one.

things sivyers say...

steve and gabe just finished reading the hobbit and all the boys just finished watching (parts of) the hobbit and lord of the rings together.  much of our days sounds like this:

:: "mom, how many rings for the elven kings?  and how many for the dwarf lords?" -gabe

:: "i am not ezra, i am legolas. (or gimli, or aragorn, depending on the type of weapon he is wielding at the moment)" (usually in response to me using his name to get his attention.  he is never ezra anymore)

:: "You think i kill you dwarf?" (this is usually titus, and i am pretty sure it is a quote from one of the movies.  he says it before every single shot he takes with the bow-and-arrow)

:: "mom, i will be as quiet as a bear... no, i will be quieter than the giant spiders that were sneaking up on bilbo." -gabe (explaining how he would manage to go in my room without waking jonah up.)

non hobbit related:

:: "i have a watermelon.  you get a high five!" -titus

:: "he got a ninja-ry!" -gabe (obviously during a particularly violent game of ninjas)

:: "i cry, i get medicine!" -titus (i think he is misunderstanding the tylenol i have been giving him occasionally at night for his two year molars which make him hysterical)

:: me: "gabe, apple or pear"

   gabe: "pear. apples aren't on my diet."

   me: "what's your diet?"

   gabe: "fruit."

:: "if i was a clam and a walrus said, 'come on, take a walk with me!' i would say 'no way!'" -gabe

::  me: "hey titus, what are you doing with jonah's paci?"

   titus: "i just tasting it."