"What doing momma?" (What are you doing?)
"2 minutes, ok" (in reference to wanting to do something in 2 minutes, usually watching curious George or getting fruit snacks)
"Play cars, ok momma"
"You hear that momma?" (In reference to some sound he hears; either the train, fire wheoo wheoo (fire truck), or our neighbors dogs)
"Hold you." (Pick me up)
When we were driving to the Red Sox game, we were downtown trying to find parking and Clark and I were bantering back and forth about parking and how much we were willing to pay. I was getting a little annoyed, when Connor yelled from the backseat, "momma, be nice to dada," followed by a bunch of random jabber I didn't understand. He had his little index finger out shaking to, telling me the what for. We both started cracking up and I had to apologize to Clark.
We were playing cars the other day in the hallway, and he stops and says, "be right back momma, have to go potty," then runs into the bathroom and washes his hands. I about died laughing. Pretty sure I tell him that at least 3x a day right now.
He loves to run. Our new place is circle shaped and the perfect running or biking track for Connor. We do lots and lots of laps everyday.
He's still obsessed with cars and trains, well any type of transportation really. He at least lets you play with him now though and touch them. He's still particular though and you have to play on his terms and ask what car you are allowed to play with.
He's a terrible eater. Just wants to snack and eat junk all day (just like his 9 month pregnant momma). He cannot sit still (or even sit for that matter) during a meal. He is usually standing on the chair and watching himself in the giant mirror on the wall. Or running back and forth between playing and eating. I made chicken pot pie on Sunday, which he likes everything I put in it. When I put it down in front of him he said, "sorry momma, can't eat that" and then ran off.
He has been difficult lately. Getting him to listen or follow directions is a battle, everyday. I get very frustrated with him. He is so wild to and gets in this destructive mode where he uses me as a jungle gym and jumps everywhere and throws everything. If you ask him to clean up, he says no. But if he does it on his terms, he cleans up rather well and even sings the cleanup song with me.
He is still my snuggle boy though. Loves to cuddle me and give me hugs. I still have to ask for kisses but he gives them on demand. I was super annoyed and frustrated with a lot of things last week and started crying, he instantly stopped and ran to me and said over and over again, "it's ok momma, it's ok."
He loves playing with his friends James and Brock, always asks to see them. Loves nursery at church.
Glad to hear I am not the only VanDenBerghe who does the point and talk method of emphasis. Love the pics, ee is such s big boy now!
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