This realization started on Saturday. Tony participated in a local Crossfit event honoring a fallen Marine at a local Crosffit gym. The kids and I loaded up and went to support Tony during his workout and cheer him on. Jack was quick to find Tony in the crowd and yell "Dada!" The kids sat in their stroller and watch Tony complete the workout, and then we took the kids into an adjacent room with vendor booths to let them run around and check the place out. Jack immediately got out of the stroller and started doing burpees (think push-up to a standing position with a jump at the end); he would do a burpee and then clap for himself- he was mimicking the workout he just saw Tony doing.
After burpees, Jack and Harper decided to check out the kettle bells and the barbells. They had more fun exploring the gym and pretending to lift weights than they did the rest of the day playing at home. They're so funny to watch and were quick to imitate things they saw- defiantly not babies anymore, especially our little big man who loved every minute of the gym experience.
While I was snapping pictures of Harper, I heard a funny thunk noise and looked over to find this scene:
Jack had climbed into the dishwasher and was saying "cup, cup" as he tried to pull a cup out of the top rack- I suppose he was thirsty. I don't know how I'm ever going to get anything done again if I can't turn my back these two for a moment without them climbing on top of, or in to something. Oh dear!
Harper also had a fashion show at our house before we went to run errands and meet Tony for lunch on Friday. She showed off her cute dress that Great Granny got her; she was so excited to put it on and twirl and march around the house.