Ok, so last night I’m sitting in Boo’s room in the rocking chair and we’re looking at and talking about his Thomas and Friends poster for the 20 trillionth time. (He likes to name all the engines. Percy’s his favorite.) I farted. He stopped and looked right at me and said, “Whoa! Wassat noise?”
Not two minutes later he burped and blamed it on the train! He said, “uh-oh, Percy!”
I think I have my work cut out for me.
Ok. So I know I’ve been derelict in my duty of keeping everyone up to date with out goings on. I apologize. I have no excuse. I just haven’t made the time.
Our young man is getting to be quite the…..well, young man! Ha Ha. He is growing up so darn fast I can hardly believe it. Seems like every day he bowls me over with some new discovery, adventure, or vocabulary. His speech is getting to be so clear, and I have completely abandoned all attempts to keep track of how many words are in his vocabulary. He adores being the little helper. He likes to push the vacuum back and forth, use the broom, carry out the trash, and he insists on pouring drinks for himself and others. He’ll bring me a cup ¾ full and ask for more just because he wants to be able to pour it. He says “wanna help!” He is also quite good at asserting his independence by requesting “wanna walk” and he knows that when he walks he has to “hol mah hand.” One of his favorite activities is to check the “muh-box” for mail. He knows that we have to stop and look both ways for cars before crossing the street and he will actually look in both directions. As we’ve never yet had to wait for a car, I’m not sure he has any idea what we are looking for, but he looks anyway. He can take off his coat if you unzip it for him. He can pull his shirt on and off his head. We are working on pulling his pants up and down. He can open the fridge and very much enjoys doing so. He will open the fridge and remove the bottle of juice and set it on the counter, then close the fridge. After we pour it, he will repeat the process to put it back, saying “in uh fwige.”
Yesterday he just blew me away. I got to mom’s house to pick him up and she said, “Tell mommy who you saw today.” Now, she does this a lot, but he usually has no idea what is expected of him in response to such an abstract and open ended question. But yesterday he immediately responded, “Gwamma. Gwamma’s house.” He had indeed visited Grandma’s house that afternoon. (I must explain here that Boo has five grandmas and great grandmas that he is familiar with. One more that I need to do a better job of visiting because he doesn’t know her. They each have their own distinct names. Mammo, Grams, Grammy, Gro-Gro, and Grandma. Yesterday was the first time he’d actually said Grandma!)
Then as we were getting into the car, mom told me that earlier in the day, out of the clear blue with no prompting, he had COUNTED TO SIX! As she’s telling me the story, he’s listening, and next thing I know, I hear him doing it again! “One, Two, Fwee, Fow, Five, Six!” Yes, I cried. I’m a sap.
Last weekend out neighbor came and mowed our yard for us again. Don’t know what I’d do without these particular neighbors. They are the best ever. But this left a TON of grass clippings laying in the yard. When Boo and I went to play in the yard, he got into a spot where the clippings were ankle deep on him. He realized this, and started having loads of fun. He was picking them up and tossing them in the air. I decided to get out the rake and start raking them up. He decided to run through the piles like autumn leaves and jump and kick, and grab handfuls and throw them in the air. And throw them on the dog. And try to eat them. Turns out grass clippings aren’t very tasty. And they don’t spit out easily. And when he tried to wipe them out of his mouth, he only added new ones from his hand. It was great entertainment for the both of us. Then we had to take a bath together as soon as we went inside. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a worse bathtub ring, but I know it’s only the first of many. Boyhood is a wonderful thing. Truly wonderful.
Next Monday our Boosie Boy will be two. Can you believe that? We are having his party this weekend. I’ll try to get pictures up from it before the month is out. LOL Till next time, take care and don’t give up checking in on us. We’re still here.
I’ve created a monster. Every time we take his clothes and diaper off he wrenches away and takes off at a dead run through the house, going in circles endlessly while hollering “NAKED NAKED NAKED” and giggling.
Last night he tripped and fell and I said, “Be careful. You don’t want a rug burn on your penis!” He got up on all fours and then looked up at me with the oddest expression, and then down at the floor, and then up at me like he was expecting to be in trouble. I looked and he’d peed on the floor. LOL I told him it was ok and I would clean it up. Then he jumped up and commenced the naked race again.
It’s the first day of Spring. Many Happy Returns of the Day to all of you. I hope you each get to see some sunshine today.
Sorry for the lack of updates in a while. I’ve been so very busy at work lately. This is a good thing. Job security! LOL I don’t even know how many stories I’ve missed telling. Last weekend was good. We had a visit from T and W. Enjoyed the heck out of that! But feel like a heel that I did not get out my camera for pics of them with J-man. Hopefully W got some good ones on her camera. Saturday we took J to the big city to go shopping for carpet for his room and playground equipment for his birthday. He was really enjoying going down the slide at the play yard place. WEEEEE…….*BIFF*. Yep. He lost his balance, leaned to the side, and hit his eye on the side of the slide. J-man got his first black eye! But it wasn’t very bad really. Sure made me feel rotten, though. So, we retired to the play houses for a while, which he thought were just fabulous. Till he smashed his fingers in the door! Poor baby has a fingernail that’s all red underneath now.
Sunday J figured out how to work the vacuum cleaner. I was shocked! He’s always been scared of it before. I got it out and he started pushing and pulling it. Then I started it, figuring he’d run away as always, but he pushed and pulled and turned and shoved it all over the living room while it was running! I was so surprised. Then he got mad when he tried to take it down the hall to his room, but ran out of cord. We also got his hair cut this weekend. It makes him look so grown up, it breaks my heart.
The other night we decided to take J for a ride in the big truck. He LOVES to ride in the big truck and to play in it. That’s like the coolest thing ever, don’t you know. Got a few cute pics of that too. Today R headed out for a long run. He gets to go to
Ahh….algebra! Like a breath of fresh air! Straightforward, concrete, definite. One and only one correct answer to every problem. If only all of life were as algebra…..
I got a chance to help my cousin out with her algebra this weekend. Nice because 1) I hardly ever see her, 2) I love to teach algebra, and 3) I love to do math. It didn’t take us any time at all and her confusion cleared right up and she figured out what she was doing. She’s a smart cookie, that one! Then we all got to play with J-man and chat, and hear all about cousin A’s new prom dress! She’s so excited, and I’m so in denial that she is old enough to be going to prom!!! I was having a hard enough time swallowing the fact that she DROVE to my house! Where, oh where does the time go?
