More Anecdotes....

My son. All I can say is he is really funny.

Lately he has been going to bed and waiting five minutes or so before he starts yelling for me. "Mama!!! Open door NOW!" I let him yell for a few minutes because I know he doesn't really need anything and he's not crying or anything. Tonight I went in there to tuck him in again (he never gets out of bed mind you, he always just lays there on his tummy and yells) and hand him another half dozen binkies. When I opened the door, there was my baby, laying on his tummy with his chin propped in his hand like he was just hanging out. "Out." he said, apparently he didn't really want me to "OPEN DOOR NOW!" I gave him 4 binkies and closed the door.

Yesterday during naptime he called me and I went in and his binky had fallen onto the floor. This was a pretty big emergency, despite the fact that he had 2 binkies in his mouth (at the same time). Fortunately I was there to rescue him.

This afternoon I decided to mow the lawn. I didn't realize the mower was out of gas so I pulled the cord 7 or 8 times. I turned around and Jack was standing (safely) on the porch, laughing so hard he couldn't breathe and pointing at me. My mother, the clever lady, said that we're raising him to be just like us. She said he could have been so sweet and docile had we not gotten a hold of him. I guess parents of the year is out of the question. Damn. And it's still not even April yet.

We went for a walk around the lake and he was walking behind me about 5 feet or so. All of a sudden he comes up on me really fast and starts tickling my bottom and laughing really hard. Great. Just what I needed. To bring more attention to my big heiny. Oh well. And I was hoping no one would notice it was big.