you should know what you're doing in life right now. what makes us laugh and what we're learning about you.
i've never understood how a person can pee so much out of the toilet. you make me question my sanity sometimes when i go into the bathroom and see what you've done in there. much like you're father, you are very busy playing so you run in and out. and hence, everything gets splatter painted.
you have a little crush on me. it's pretty obvious. you tell me how much you love me(over and over again) and you want to kiss me on the lips. it's really awkward because you're making eye contact with me while you kiss me. we've since changed to just kissing on the cheeks. i broke the news to you that we can't get married. you were shocked.
yesterday you told me that when you get married you'll still live with me. i told you it would be awkward and that your wife wouldn't like that. you said, well i really like you and i know she will too. plus i don't really want to kiss her on the lips.
hmmm, we'll wait and see on that, buddy. i think you'll want your space.
and recently, you...our very cautious sheriff of a first born has been pretty adventurous. rolling down hills. playing in fountains on a cold day. eating spaghetti WITH SAUCE and not ketchup. we're not sure what's going on with you, but i think it's that you might be growing up.
you are speaking french well. it's really weird to hear you, but you are good at language. we are going to make sure we know the following words in french before you get to middle school:
anyway, you picked up a book a couple months ago and started sounding things out right in front of us. hey, i can read, you said non chalantly.
what? no you can't!
but you can. sesame street and electric company really pulled through for us.
in the kitchen you said that you believed in Jesus and that you wanted him in your heart. so we prayed on the floor in the kitchen. is this how it's supposed to go? i don't know. but i'm ok with it.
i'm not ok with your behavior sometimes. you are challenging us in ways i never knew possible. i get very angry with you and find myself apologizing to you. often. you have us reading parenting books and seeking advice on what to do in raising you. i don't have all the answers, but we are trying. if you ever hate me down the road, remember that i really tried. and that i'm human. like you. and i make a lot of mistakes. and you wanted to marry me. remember that, son.
you are the most joyful person i know. if you see a baby, watch out... DA BAAAAAABY....AWWWWWW, da bay-bee. and you're touching them and hugging them while shaking. the love is intense. i'm always apologizing while laughing. i'm not sure first time mothers appreciate your approach methods to their little bundles though.
you enjoy babying penelope too. you take the binky out. then give it back. then in. then out. then you suck on it couple times. you guys laugh together about this. i'm not sure what's so funny, but you guys get each other. will you be friends like this forever? a mother can dream.
as far as language, you are making leaps and bounds in improvements. you are just now talking in 2 word sentences. wannnnnnt beetamee which is want vitamin. that's right, those little juice plus gummies are good, huh? anyway, we are so proud of you. can't wait to see you take off this year in development. so many things are clicking for you. potty training on the other hand...sigh. how do you potty-train an almost 4 year old?
your behavior is interesting. you're entering into a tantrum stage which makes sense with the way you're developing. you're a little behind in this stage...and we are excited to tackle it! can you feel the excitement?! i'm just using exclamation points to pretend like i'm thrilled! it works! see?!
you get put in time out and yell, RUDE! we have to turn our backs to you and snicker at your reprimand. Lord, help us.
you bring me to my knees in prayer. you mirror my control issues to me. you make me turn to Jesus in raising you.
you have an obsession with shoes. you are really good at walking in heels and your father hates it. naturally. he wants you to be a nun when you grow up. pray about it.
you are a sweet turtle. i have never had a pet turtle before so i'm not sure what to do with you.
we skipped baby food with you. you just eat straight up big people food...and you are good at it. you'll eat anything.
anyway, i'm convinced baby food is basically a scam. did they have baby food in the days of old? i think not.
you crawled early on. started standing and then recently, you took 4 steps. in front of your father, which was RUDE! i told your father to push you down when you walk but he won't listen to me. i would like you to be my tiny baby forever so the growing thing isn't working out for me.
you are also saying uh-oh and mama. this is also unacceptable. stop now or i'll have to ground you from throwing noodles in the dog's hair. and i know that will really hurt your feelings. because you do this a lot.
you also are serious like layne. but unlike layne as a baby, i can occasionally get you to laugh. because i'm pretty funny, duh. so i can see a sense of humor budding. perhaps one day, i'll teach you all my jokes...
i love you guys. don't change. and HAGS.
are you guys on instagram? i have a slight obsesh with it. here are a few from this same day from the old camera phone. the day was so beautiful...
my name on there is jaminato if you feel like stalking.