Watching the wheels turn

P took B and lP to see a rocket launch on a day that M and G had a soccer game.  These kids are so lucky.  Unfortunately the launch got scrubbed at the last minute. 

M was recently in trouble for filling a box with gummies she took from the pantry.  B brought me the box today and his eyes were rolling, he wanted some gummies.  I asked him if he wanted to share some gummies.  His eyes rolled some more.  "Yes..." he said in his slow, adorable way.  "I do not want to sneak.  I want to share."  He happily opened the box and crammed one in his mouth.  He took another out of the box and ran over to G.  He gave one to each of the other children, a couple to L, and several for himself. 

I amn't

B has invented his own contraction and hasn't grown out of it.  He's the most sweet ant contradicting little boy.  Today in church one of the missionaries was speaking and said that families are strengthened by reading the Book of Mormon.  B said "No it isn't.  It is strengthened by our good works!"

One time when P was eating brownies B said "Can I have a Brownie?  I don't have any chocolate food in my mouth." 

His way of asking for things is so delightful and his happiness so adorable. 

When we correct him for childish things, since he's 3... he is so sincerely chastened.  "Yes, mom." his polite response. 

He's adorable. 

Yes!

Today we were reading the lift-the-flap book about Daniel.  B showed each page to me and commanded "Read it!"  As we got to the page about the lion's den B looked nervous.  The text read "God protected Daniel, he sent...(lift the flap)... an angel."

"Yes!" B said.

Sweet replies

B has made a good transition to Primary.  He now prays for this Primary teachers and presidency.  It's so sweet. 

At night as B get settled for bed, which he does so well, I say things like "I'm so glad you're my boy" and he'll say "I'm so glad you're my girl."  He's always repeating things we say and altering the sentence to fit himself.  Last night as I put him to bed he looked at me and asked "Is your name ... E?"  It was so funny.  Then later as I said "You're my favorite B."  he said "You're my favorite... E"

Sunbeam

Today B graduated to Primary.  B has always loved nursery.  He's never cried for us.  He has cried and told me that "You don't go to nursery!  Only I go to nursery!" one week that I was subbing for music time.  During the last year he was willing to let me sub a few times without freaking out...

B did not want to wear the graduation cap.  B did not want to hug his nursery leader goodbye.  B did not want to sit on the front row with the other sunbeams.  P came in and took B up to the front row and sat with him.  B cried but did not leave. 

I talked to him about it today after church.  He said "It was not what I expected."  I asked if he missed nursery and he said "No I did not miss nursery.  I went to nursery!" 

Stages

We've cracked B's computer addiction I hope, for the moment.  I would rather the children watch a program like Dora, or Odd Squad rather than surf the internet.  I think it's important for them to experience  a polished product that went through multiple layers of production.  It's been a few days since B has been sneaking onto the computer to watch Ryan's Toy Review or play games.  I don't even mind if he plays games if it is during the time of day we play games at and he has permission.

It is fun to give B treats.  Recently he asked P for some brownie.  He said "Can I have a brownie, my mouth doesn't have any food in it."

Batman!

B got this costume at a kids carnival.  Who can ever say "no" to this kid.  Not me apparently.  I don't like action hero dress up or play.  I have heard that it is good for kids, but I think it is toxic to encourage them to mimic a violent "grown-up" world.  Anyway!  B thought those spikes on his arm were for hitting people but I assured them that they were for going fast.  B has no idea who Batman is, and I'm sure that this mask is keeping anyone from knowing the secret identity of Batman.

One really fun thing about wearing this costume to the Corn Maze, was that B was not just a random red-head that day.  He was Batman!  Every kid knew his name.  Every adult knew his name.  "Hey Batman!  Nice to see you!"