And if that isn't adorable enough, this certainly is - when I leave the house lately, he insists on kissing the baby belly goodbye. And yesterday he added a "bye, baby sister! You be good for yo' mommy, otay? Eat yo' wunch allllll gone!"
His challenging moments are still frequently .... um, REALLY challenging ..... and at least a few times a week, you'll find me behind my bathroom door counting to ten and breathing deep, preparing to emerge and deal with whatever it was that so frustrated me in the first place in an appropriate manner. But these other moments are shining through more and more as the "Terrible Two and a Halfs to Three and a Halfs" simmer down. I'm seeing more glimpses of a soft hearted boy who wants to see everyone around him happy, who understands consequence, who is the first to hear little sister wake up in the morning and rush toward the stairs to get her up, who wants to help in the kitchen and the grocery store and the yard and is actually often ... semi-helpful! He's a work in progress, my boy, but aren't we all?
hi! welcome to my blog, where i write about our life in durango, colorado. mostly i write about being a sahm to our three: anderson, vivian, and the newest addition, mabel gray (mg, mabes, etc.) yeah, three babies in just under four years. wheeeeeee! sometimes i write about stuff other than the mom stuff. like ... um ... okay, it's pretty much all about the mommyness up in here. i own it.