Monday, February 14, 2011

Day 19

Tomorrow is our last day here before heading to Moscow for a week. As anxious as I am to get home, and heading to Moscow is on step closer to being home, I am a little sad about leaving here. Krasnoyarsk has really grown on me. Odds are I will never see this city again, but it will always be very dear to my heart.
They boys have done very well overall today. D has had a few "moments". He periodically gets this far away look in his eyes and he has teared up a couple of times. We aren't so sure what triggers this and we may never know. Benji went to the market today and brought me back a tin of chocolates for the boys to give me for Valentine's Day. We let the boys split one of the chocolates and Daniel (who loves to throw things in the trash, he seriosuly looks for scraps of paper or anything that he can throw away) threw away the two wrappers of the chocoaltes that we had just eaten. The one that Benji and I split was very good so he grabbed the wrapper out so that we could look for it later. This triggered something in D. He was laughing and playing then went into that forzen look. Benji had put the paper in his pocket and D just stared at Benji's pocket with huge tears in his eyes. He never cried but was very effected bu this wrapper. Benji tried to hug and console him and eventually they took the candy wrapper and out it in a drawer. D has gone periodically to that drawer today to make sure it is still there. We may never know what all that is about but it brought a serious sadness out in my little boy.
I have mentioned before how D hides toys. We haven't noticed it yet here until today. He has been hiding toys all over the place and if N gets anywhere near his stash he gets very upset. In the bath tub, he will play with one toy and hide all the others behind him so that N can't get to them. We finally had to get D to make a pile of toys that N could play with because there was a point to where D wasn't allowing N near any of the toys.
N has been his usually self...a wild man. He really isn't wild, he is just an active 20 month old. He is into everything and knows when he is into something he isn't supposed to be in to. He will just grin and keep his eye on you and when he sees that he has been busted he takes off. He has been a very happy and easy going child...so long as he has his food. Meal times are no joke with N...he means business. He usually eats all of his food, and then finishes off whatever D has left and often still wants more. Heaven forbid you take his plate away before he is done.
D is my little cleaner. He wants to clean off the table all by himself. He doesn't want anyone to clear their own plate...he wants to do it. He brings me the dishes to the sink one by one. Then he goes and puts anything in the fridge (ie: the butter, ketchup) then he finds a rag and wipes the table off. We have never shown him to do any of this but he cleans like it is his job. He found the broom and dustpan today. The handle on the broom here is no taller than my waist and the dustpan has a handle like the broom. You would think that he had hit the mother load. He wants that boom and dust pan to be where ever he is. It even had to sit by him at dinner tonight. He walks all over sweeping. One of the things that makes him laugh the most is our pretend clean up game...that he created...not me! Long story....but he loves to make a pretend mess and clean it up.
D is still extremely attached to his daddy. Benji can hardly leave the room. The boy loves his daddy, and almost cannot deal with Benji giving N attention. He gets very jealous if Benji holds N or does anything for N. He wants his daddy's undivided attention. I have to work a little harder to get D to connect with me, but we have a lot of very good moments. N has bonded very well to both of us. He is very snuggly and loves to snuggle with both of us.
We are just praying that change in locations from here to Moscow doesn't affect them too much. We do worry about the flight. We are just praying that they aren't petrified on the flight and that they handle it well.

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