Do NOT let this boy in your car.
You will never hear the end of it. "Driving" continues to be a favorite hobby and he does not forget a car.
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"It's my skateboard," he tells me.
He sees "skateboards" every where.
Luckily we have decent medical insurance.
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He's loving our "preschool." Here we were testing whether things would float or sink.
And later while he was having free play he plopped a train car into the water in his activity table. "It floats!"
The other day I realized that I have semi-complete conversations with him all the time without even thinking about it. When did that start happening?He's already figured out that mom usually knows where he's left stuff. He came in with his rainboot today, "Mama, where's the other one?"
Our little mirror reflects back our phrases, quirks, and sin to us. "Mama grab my water for me?" "Shoot!" he says with venom (and we're lucky that's the worst thing he's picked up).
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Lately he's been trying to figure out emotions more. When I put my head in my hands he asks "sad?" "No, baby, mama's happy." "Tired?" "Yeah, I'm always tired..."
Cars were honking at each other as we drove and he wanted to know why. "They're upset," I told him. "Crying?" "No they're frustrated. Angry."
And still when he's not sure what's going on with his mercurial mother he brings up "cow's udder? Mama hurt?"
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He says "muse-get" for "music." I love it.
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About a week ago I finally ordered his fall shoes. When he got up from his nap, I told him, "Mama ordered you some new shoes on the computer! They should be here in a few days, and the delivery man will bring them to us in his big truck and ring the doorbell and make Kona bark. And he'll leave a box on our doorstep with your shoes!" He considered all of this. "Ding dong! Kona bark? Man? Shoes?" And since then he's asked every couple of days about his "man shoes," which makes me giggle.
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He also loves his stool. "I need my stool" is a common refrain any time he wants to do something he can't reach.
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