Got Mi--Shhhhh!--lk?

B is officially a milk drinker...again.  It took many weeks of putting milk in his straw sippy cup and having it on the table at every single meal.  He eventually grew accustomed to the taste of it and when the the straw is sucking up the dregs, he promptly says, "more milk please"....music to my ears!  I never thought this day would come.  He's almost drinking 3 cups a day, sometimes more!  It's because we bought another huge jar of gummy Calcium doo-dads, that will take a very long time to finish now, since he does so well with milk and yogurt every day!  Woo hoo!

Now if only he'd drink milk out of a regular cup with a straw, like they give you at restaurants...where he goes, so does his special sippy cup straw

Today at the library we were playing in the kid's section and a girl, about 6 months older than Brendan, came in to the play area and stood right in front of B and waved.  He was too shy, as usual, to say anything, instead he walked away from her.  He then turned to me and said, "mom, that's a kid, not a baby".  I told him he was indeed correct, and he promptly turned to her and yelled "Hi kid!".  Even though he yelled it, I'll take this social progress!  The girl started to talk as she played with one of the toys and Brendan (now he listens to what I've been telling him while in the library) walked up to her, put his finger on his lips and said, "Ssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh".  After which, he grabbed my library card and ran over to the check-out counter, singing loudly the entire way.

Which reminds me...how can a 2 year old already be such a smart-alec (sp?)?!   One such instance was at dinner last night.  I told him that he only needed to take 3 more bites of his "ham stick" (he'll eat the salmon fish sticks if we call them ham sticks), then he could have a mini-cupcake.  He picked up his "ham stick" and took the absolute tiniest bite possible and said, "one", took another impossibly small bite and said, "two", and did the same for "three".  Wow.  Really?  I had to tell him small bites like that don't count and he had start over...he didn't see that coming and was pretty upset.  We eventually came to an agreement over the size of the bite and he got his cupcake after all.

Has he been studying language arts when I'm not looking?

But there are times when he's not being a smart-alec, and he just amazes me.  The other day the ice maker in the fridge made more ice and he was startled by the loud noise.  B was a little scared, so I showed him the ice maker inside the freezer and took out a piece of ice and let him touch it and he told me "ice is cold".  Fast forward to the next morning when I was changing him from his pajamas to regular clothes in his very cold room (dang this ventilation system in this house, it's awful), the poor guy was shaking, complete with teeth chattering, he looks at me and said, "Brrrr, I'm as cold as ice."  I just looked at him in complete shock, that was the last thing I was expecting to come out of his mouth. I yelled to Charlie, "Um, hon, our son just his used his first simile...."