Patting versus Rubbing

I am not sure what we did differently between Mackenzie and Isaac, but Mackenzie prefers to have her back rubbed while Isaac prefers to have his back patted.  In fact Isaac hates to have his back rubbed and he whines if I rub his back accidently.  Mackenzie doesn't whine if I pat her back accidentally instead of rubbing, but she informs me that she wants me to pat her back, not rub.

Isaac got his first close encounter with a tractor last weekend, thanks to the Cadwell/Keller family.  We were getting ready to go in the water at Grandma Kathy's cabin when he saw Kevin on the big John Deere pulling his boat down the road to put in the lake.  He quickly forgot about going in the water and wanted to go see the tractor.  We walked down to the Cadwell cabin and Bob was on the lawn tractor.  By this time Mackenzie was running down the road with Brian.  Isaac was too shy to get on the lawn mower with Bob, but after Kevin got off the John Deere he climbed up on the seat to check in out.  In the meantime Mackenzie road on Bob's lap on the lawn tractor.  By the time Mackenzie was done Isaac decided he was brave enough for a ride as well.  Bob instantly becomes Isaac's new best friend.  From then on Isaac wanted to know where Bob was.  The next day we walked down and Kevin took both of the kids for a ride on the big John Deere.  When he dropped off Isaac he said that if he had ridden a few more minutes he was sure Isaac would have fallen asleep (with no patting needed).  We left the lake from there to head back to look at a house in Perrysburg, so we will find out during the next trip to the cabin if Kevin has usurped Bob as Isaac's best friend.

In other news, this evening we made an offer on the house we headed back from the lake to look at.  A few prayers may be in order, so if you read this, please say a quick prayer for us that this works out the way it is meant to be.  Thanks in advance for the help.

The Things They Say

So the other night I was reading Mackenzie a book called "Love You Forever".  Grandma Linda gave this book to either Brian or Mackenzie for Mackenzie's first Christmas.  It is a book about a Mom raising her son and then in the end the Mom dies and the son has his own daughter.  I am not describing it well, it is a very touching book.  Anyway, as I am reading the book to Mackenzie she was asking me about her birth.  One question that I really had a hard time not laughing about was "How did the doctor get me out of your belly?  Did he give me a rope?"  Another was "When I was in my tummy and you ate food, did it hit me?"  I was trying really hard not to crack up at her questions because she was really serious and I could tell that she was thinking really hard and trying to process all of this information.  What a wonderful gift for me to get to observe as she grows and figures all of this stuff out.

Isaac has definitely entered his "Why" phase as well and the questions are never ending on his part either.  Right now I am busy answering the same question over and over and over again.  I try not to crack up at Isaac either with some of his questions and mannerisms.  He has an incredibly cute way of wrinkling up his nose when he doesn't like an answer.  He also has started throwing himself on the ground and kicking the floor, true 2 year old tantrum style, when he is told "No".  Right now it is still kind of cute, but I am sure that will get old fast.