Natey at 35 Months

Hi my precious boy! This is the last month that you will be 2. I am beside myself trying to wrap my mind around how fast the last 3 years of our lives have gone by. You keep me laughing...and yelling just about every day. I will work on the yelling, you keep up the hilarity.

When someone asks you how old you are you say, "I'm 2, 3 in June". You even told someone in the store the exact date! I didn't think you remembered that, but you are such a sponge that it didn't surprise me.

Some of the random, but funny things you've said lately are:

"I want to play in the back yard, this year."

"This song makes me funny!" (We assumed you meant makes you laugh.)

"See, I told you!"

"This is YOUR favorite!" (When a song comes on that he thinks I like.)

"I frowed the ball at the kitty, but I didn't....but I did." (With a little smirk on his face)

"I was mad, but not too mad."

Mommy: "Do you want a splash party for your birthday?" Natey: "Yeah, a Splash Gordan Party!" (Flash Gordon maybe??)

You still love super heroes, but we don't let you watch the cartoons any more. You can't quite seperate play fighting from real fighting. You have calmed down a lot in that way since the shows have ceased.

You think Mickey Mouse's full name is "Mickey Mouse Clubhouse".

You still take a 2-3 hour nap...during the week at daycare. I'm lucky if you manage to sleep over an hour when we're home. 

 

Any time I ask you where you want to go on vacation, you say "Candida" (Canada).

Every morning when you wake up (lately that has been at or before 6am, ugh), you demand a juice box. You never get one, so I'm wondering when you'll stop asking.

You make the funniest faces I have ever seen. Some times you'll be in trouble but I can't help but laugh at you anyway.

You are in a major defiant phase right now. You tell me no at every turn. Amazingly, you'll stay in time out now, but you ask me every 6 seconds if it's time to get up yet.

You are the most loving brother, but still haven't learned how to be gentle enough with Arielle. The other day you fell and landed right on her head. You cried so hard, you'd think it was YOU that got hurt. I think it was your first taste of real empathy.

You're adventerous and aren't afraid of much. Even when you fall down, you rarely cry.

You have the entire book, "Nightmare in My Closet" memorized and "read" it to me as we turn the pages.

We measured you the other day and you are a whopping 39" tall. I'm interested to see how much you weigh at next month's visit.

I don't want to rush you, as I see the last bit of my baby turning into a full blown boy, but if you could just learn how to put on your own Crocs and figure out that your ears really ARE for listening I'd appreciate it.