Alex is busy. Very busy.
Everyone always talks about how different children can be, and they're totally right. Just this morning I have taken away markers and crayons, a butter knife (!), and some chapstick that he was smashing into my favorite robe. He pitched an absolute hissy fit every time. He is fast, sneaky, and seems to like getting in to anything he can find that's dangerous. His favorite activity right now is to carry around a step stool and turn lights on and off repeatedly. He is still climbing everywhere, and he unfortunately bumps his head quite a bit. There's no stopping him. I'm hoping this doesn't translate into his teenage years, or else we're in trouble.
He is still incredibly affectionate. I am now rocking him to sleep at nap time just so that I can enjoy his babyhood a little more. Of course, his sweetness can escalate to a serious temper tantrum in a heartbeat. He's already thrown goldfish at me today. The crackers--not actual fish.
In the past weeks since he's started his little program, his speech has exploded. He finally gets out of the car without crying, and he's even made a friend. I feel like that's a ridiculous statement since he's not even two, but apparently, he follows around a little girl named Anna, and constantly calls out her name. It's pretty cute.
Other words in his vocabulary--
"Sam," "Mama,"" Daddy," 'Mimi," (still working on Grandy) "Papa," "Sissy," "uh-oh," "ok," "Aw, Man!," "Awesome!," "thank you," "juice," "outside," "ball," "Mine!", and "No!" among others.
Sam as settled into kindergarten nicely, and he is loving his new school. I'm so thankful the transition has gone so smoothly. He certainly gets the concept of a weekend now, which is funny. He's always asking when he has his days off. He finished up soccer season, which we are thankful for--it makes Monday nights awfully hectic. He is such a big boy now.
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