I feel bad I haven't been very good about documenting my little buddy's early life. He is so much fun. the literal highlight of our whole family's day is constantly loving on his every move and it is probably ruining him for life.
Leo turns three in a few weeks and he's so much fun. He doesn't require any song and dance like I felt the girls did. It always felt like if I didn't keep them in the thrilled zone we crossed over to a dark side for hours. Leo wakes up happy, forgives fast, takes no for an answer (unless it's the gummy vites...he really just wants to eat the whole bottle and I need to ban them from the house forever), he loves being outdoors and doing work...like carrying heavy things (unless he doesn't want to, then he says, "it's too heavy for me", shoveling things and wiping things down. If he wasn't scared of all noise, I imagine he would want to vacuum things like his pops.
He sleeps with me. There is something so restorative about sleeping with my kids. If I could watch any of them sleep it hits a reset button in a way nothing else does. I love it. I love his breath, his bed head, his common sleep positions, his tiny snore, his bedtime songs, how he sings, how he doesn't want me to leave so he tells me to snuggle but then he doesn't snuggle. I love how he falls asleep hard in less than five minutes because he worked so hard all day long he is out! I love how he cuddles with his blanket and gets mad at me when I sneak it away to snuggle with it at night.
Leo likes to use the word poop a lot. This is new, haven't experienced it since my childhood with four brothers.
Me: What song do you want to sing?
Leo: Poopy Poopy Little star, poop song...
Me: Want to take a bath?
Leo: Poop bath.
Me: Let's get your shoes on to go to the park.
Leo: The poop park?
Me: Leo we are going to go to the beach and build sandcastles.
Leo: Okay, poop sandcastles.
Sometimes he forgets and just adds poop to the end of any sentence, "I'm hungry. Poop."
The latest is a quick fart noise with his mouth at the end of every sentence. It's really quick, just a little air pushed through the teeth against his lip real quick. I'm hoping this isn't a tick and is just a boy thing.
Leo has declared once in the past six months, "Mah Penis is big." I called Chris immediately to ask him if he taught him that line. Nope. I have no idea where that comes from, because it isn't big, it's tiny and who cares about a two year old's size? The other night I went in to join him in bed after he was asleep and it was a hot day (we have had huge, record breaking 85 degree temps around here like five times IN APRIL) and so he was sleeping in a diaper and a t-shirt. His hand was in the front of his diaper just hanging out.
Leo still loves Alice the most of all of his siblings, but guess who he is wanting more and more for the nurturing stuff? ME! And I love it! Of course he loves to work along side his dad or rough house with him, but if he is hurt or sad or left out, I'm his girl. I love it. He also loves his Ruby too, and he and Betsey are buddies once a month or so, otherwise rivals.
He is very intentionally pestery. He takes what you want just to pester and get a negative response from a sibling. He walks VERY slowly to me when I call him over for a diaper change or to get dressed. He always commandeers the things Betesy wants and ruins her cute play efforts with friends, so I'm always glad when there is good weather and I can coax him outside.
Leo could take us to the poor house just with the quantity of life cereal he consumes single handedly. He really only wants to eat Life. We had to stop buying it to diversify a bit but he's picky like almost all toddlers. I don't cater, but he goes hungry or helps himself later.
He loves the park, Paw Patrol, Trains, DIGGERS are his fave. We got to the park in a new community being built and there are excavations always going on, so we stop and he watches from the car window and loves it when the operators discover his interest and wave or so something else cool. He talks about getting a digger daily.
I feel like he talks in a silly lower voice some of the time. It makes me chuckle.
Leo loves pink and fought Betsey for her pink camping chair in exchange for a blue one. He also wanted Frozen underwear when we talked about potty training.
Leo has a love for Batman (He calls him Fatman because that is what Chris calls Leo, so that is what Leo thinks Batman is called), Spiderman is his fave, He seems uninterested in Superman, and he talks all the time about Elsa from Frozen and how she can build houses with ice. I one imitated her hand movements with my palm up and he corrected me, you can't fling frozen fractals with your palms up, they have to be down.
Leo is firm. He doesn't get budged to do some things even if the bribe is really great. He loves diapers and want to skip potty training. He has had some fun success when we have coaxed him onto the potty while he watches a show, and we have had some crazy celebrations, but nothing that has moved him closer to choosing to potty train. I really want it to happen!
He was jealous of Betsey's birthday.
He asks for Oma every morning when he wakes up.
Leo is super social. He talks to all people at the park and asks their names and tries to play with them. Even older kids. He's just super outgoing. I love it.
We had a good few weeks where we were all taking turns being sick and it hit me, Alice and Chris the worst so there was a lot of tv watching. So now, Leo fakes sick all the time to try and watch a show or get out of something he doesn't want to do. Great.
That feel better!
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