So off subject..but I have had my eye on a trundle bed I found on KSL classifieds for months. It's new, but from a warehouse in West Valley. It is my new favorite furniture store!! I couldn't believe how much I loved it when JT put it together. We need to get the second mattress, but Boston has already deemed the trundle "Jack's bed" (my nephew). Boston absolutely loves his new bed and couldn't wait to show it to me when I came home from a radio remote. I love his enthusiasm over things.
One day in talking about my niece Taylor (who is 20 months) I said something like "baby Taylor".. Boston got a very stern face and says to me "Taylor's Not a baby... she talks!"
He has also really started to verbally express to me his social anxiety...which I am grateful for. He doesn't just cry about social situations or act up, he's just been telling me "I only like One friend." (meaning more than that is just too much.) We've been having some pretty successful play dates though lately, and one friend at a time is fine by me.
Boston also started soccer this month. The pictures below depict a much more involved Boston than he actually is. He cries most of the time and sits on JT's lap. (although he did kick the ball once last week.. and I am so proud of him for just dealing with it all.)
He's been heard saying "Don't hold it with your hands..friends!" and this past week he was Very upset that they were playing with a green soccer ball when soccer balls are suppose to be black and white.
I actually think it's hilarious that he takes things so literally and it so rule bound. JT told him his eyes looked red one night ( meaning he looked tired) and he immediately asked to see a mirror and began inspecting his eyes, then he runs back to his Dad and says "no..their Brown!"
I suppose I should mention miss Jocey...she's still my little spit fire! She'll scream her head off if you even try to look at her, let alone say hi to her. (That's my daughter) She is so driven to do whatever she wants all day long. She is always getting into Boston's space and messing up his stuff and her two favorite things in the entire world are Curious George (what's up with my kids and that monkey?? ..your should see her dance to the theme song!) and favorite thing #2 is a cup of crushed ice. She eats it, and dumps it between two different cups and it can entertain her forever. About 10 times a day she goes to the fridge and I ask her "Do you want ice?" to which she nods her head and says "uh huh" (uh huh is the only thing she says.. although she will violently shake her head No if she doesn't want something.) I figure it's just a little water .. so no harm done. I brought it up to my pediatrician who said "what about her teeth..that could be bad on her teeth." I replied "What about my sanity??" He had nothing to say back to that and sent me home with a copy of a book entitled "Raising your Spirited Child"