As it turns out, the title of this post is surprisingly apropos in two ways.

I’ll get the big news out of the way first: Sarah and I are expecting another baby in mid-October. We’re both excited to be adding to our family once again. We don’t know the sex and probably won’t find out until the baby is born. We do know that we’re not having twins, triplets, or any larger number of kids, however.

We made some half-hearted attempts to explain the situation to Garrison but he didn’t seem too interested so we dropped the topic for the time being. We’ll try again in another month or so.

For those who don’t know, we’re in the midst of a major remodeling/addition project at our house. We’re adding on to the back of the house to expand the kitchen and the garage, add a room to the basement, and reclaim the bedroom that we were using as a dining room for the baby. This has been a major source of inconvenience for us (life without a kitchen is surprisingly awkward), but we keep looking ahead to the day when it’s all done and we have some great new space.

Garrison has quite assuredly entered his terrible twos. He can be petulant and downright disagreeable at times. At other times, he can be charming, helpful, and funny. Fortunately, he’s more often in the second camp than the first.

He’s still working on language. For instance, we’ve been moving plenty of dirt around the yard using a wheelbarrow and Garrison always refers to it as a “wee barrow”. It makes him seem very Irish whenever he says it. I tried teaching him about magnolia trees the other night (the neighbor’s is in full bloom right now), but “magnolia” was a pretty foreign word to him and he didn’t seem too interested in the topic at hand to devote much thought to mastering it. He’s more than happy to spend time learning phrases like “skid steer loader” and “concrete mixer” so it most likely seems to be an issue of being interested in the item being named. Even so, he’s still having trouble with some of the more difficult consonants (like the letter L), which is typical for kids his age.

It cracks me up whenever he starts a conversation with a new person because he always starts it with the exclamation, “I saw two Bobcats!” Of course, he saw those two Bobcats (skid steer loaders) more than a week ago, but it must have made quite an impression on him because he still jumps right into conversational voids with it. Of course, the people to whom he says this often have no context in which to place that exclamation, so they often look completely befuddled until we explain the situation.