Owies and Trumpets

Sorry it's been such a long time between posts - we've been busy! Josh had his gall bladder out the day after his birthday. The first week was difficult, especially with Misha often forgetting how delicate daddy is (ouch! poor Daddy!) and with some bad nausea/vomiting that seems to be tapering off a bit this week. Hopefully he'll only continue to improve. The operation, as Misha describes, went like this: "The doctor cut daddy with the knife and now he has owies and they GLUED them! Now he doesn't have a gall bladder!" We talk about how Daddy is recovering a little more every day and pretty soon he'll be able to play like before (wrestling and the like). Misha says, "And when Daddy gets better, we can do strong hugs and WRESTLE! Daddy's getting stronger and stronger!" He says soon Dad will be able to lift dressers and beds -- amazing how a little surgery can make one into a superhero. :)

Misha has also become very interested in trumpets.

Upon hearing that Grandpa had a trumpet, he immediately wanted to see it and play it. Amazingly, he could actually produce sounds, over and over! It takes considerable effort, of course, but he loves it. To make things a little easier for Misha and a little quieter for the listeners, his grandparents bought him a shiny silver toy trumpet to play, although he still wants to play the real one when we're at Grandpa's. Here's a video of Misha playing on a trumpet belonging to his second-cousin-once-removed (or something), Josh.

We recently watched the Sound of Music, and Misha loved it. When I told him that this movie featured the yodeling goat song, he dashed downstairs to get his singing goat. After the first five minutes of the movie, he asked, "But where is the goat?" I told him the goat didn't come in for awhile. Five minutes later .... "Where's the goat, Mommy?" But he was by no means bored with the movie - he watched it all intently and loved the songs, especially the goat song. (We didn't watch all the way to the end though, because I remember not liking the end when I was little.)

Our snow is slowly, slowly melting away. Meanwhile, Misha loves to climb on the piles and dig with shovels with the neighbor kids.

He also likes to get his bike out every chance he can - which means pushing pedals with booted feet, grabbing handlebars with mittened hands, and getting Mommy to push him out of slushy spots and ice patches. We have even made it around the block a few times!

It's always a blast to play inside of a giant box!

Grandma got him a "baby brother doll" and a magic bottle of disappearing milk. He really likes it. :)

Reenacting the "yoga tree," as he learned from playing Wii Fit with Jenna.

Here are some more clips of Misha reading - he loves to sound out letters that he sees on covers, signs, etc.