Last night Ellis and Grant came over for games and dessert. For the first time, Matthew made a good approximation of Ellis's name: Ai-yai. ... Well, if not good, at least recognizable, okay?
Today we went down to Provo to shop for rugs so we called Grant up to see if he wanted us to treat him to lunch. When we pulled in, Matthew started asking, Where Ai-yai? Smart kid, considering he's only seen Ellis there twice that I can think of, and not recently.
Later on in the evening, I took Matthew to the bookstore that we'd been to on Saturday -- the one with the train set laid out for kids to play with. As soon as I turned into the parking lot, he started clammoring, Train! Choo choo! Train! Target is in the same parking lot but I'm not sure how Rachel will go there now without having to stop at the train set too. :)
Final news for the day: Rachel suggested I take Matthew to Toys R Us while she went baby clothes shopping next door. "Never leave Matthew and Jonathan alone in a toy store" is her new resolution for the year. Matthew had a blast trying the toys out and we left with a Nerf crossbow, a mini-skateboard, and a helmet.
Note on the crossbow: I've been looking for a gun of some sort that Matthew can cock himself. There are battery-powered disc-throwers, but the discs are small and easily lost -- Nerf ammo is larger. But, all the air-powered guns have actions that are too tough for him to pull. (I tried the smallest gun a while ago. Still too tough.) But, I remembered that medieval crossbows required the user to load using his legs to force the bow back. This toy bow has its pump action in line with the stock, so I had him give it a try with his foot. It's not easy, but he can do it! (Balancing long enough to lock the action in is what makes it challenging.)
He had fun shooting his bow at the ceiling (Mommy rightly forbids any other orientation -- the nerf bolt packs enough punch to knock something off a shelf, even break a lightbulb) and when he tired of that, Daddy showed him that he could try to hit his balloon (that he got at one of the furniture stores we took Rachel to earlier). He's having a blast.
Update: we had to confiscate the balloon and crossbow to get him to sit for dinner. Even then he wouldn't eat anything until I told him he could get his balloon back by eating his beans and chicken, and his crossbow for an apple slice. He scarfed down his food then -- once I got the balloon and crossbow, he was done eating, even when offered chocolate cake for dessert.
He's getting to be a pretty good shot, too. :)
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