Height: 37 inches
My dear boy, I know I said no more monthly posts, but I think I'm going to give quarterly posts a try... The time just slips away, otherwise. So many little things have happened over the past few months and I've only posted about Easter and the "lovely" May snow fall we had a month ago. You have grown up so much recently and I'm afraid I'm going to forget about this fleeting little stage of toddler-hood.
You are talking like crazy now! A few of your favorite phrases include: me, mine, no mommy help, Jaxy did, etc... You are constantly surprising Daddy and I with the things that come out of your mouth. You had a bit of a cough the other day and daddy asked you, "where did that cough come from?" Without missing a beat, you said "mouth!" (Duh, Daddy)! Last week, Daddy told me he was going to jump in the shower. You came running and said "no jump in shower, fall down!" One day, before your nap, I told you we were going to play at your friend Gigi's house that afternoon. You gave me a thumbs-up and said "awesome!" You sounded like a little surfer dude- I have absolutely no idea where you picked that up, but it's hilarious!
You are also extremely independent. I love that you are so confident, but it can be extremely frustrating at times (for me and for you). One of the main areas that your independence and persistence is causing difficulty is surrounding nap time and bed time. A few weeks ago you re-discovered your ability to climb out of your crib and perfected this art (even while wearing a sleep-sack). Daddy and I decided that we might as well convert your crib to a toddler bed. Well, this proved to be a disaster. You would stay in you bed for about 2 seconds before running out of your room to find daddy or I and say "all done sleep" with a big smile on your face. We thought this was funny the first few times it happened, but three hours later we were no longer smiling. At this point we decided to put a knob cover on the inside of your door so you couldn't get out of your room. Ha! That hardly even slowed you down. You were back out of your room in no time. This is when the rail went back up. I don't know if you feel more secure with it on or if you just couldn't control the impulse to get up when it was so easy to get out of bed, but obviously it wasn't working. Once we put it back up you went right to sleep (granted it was 10:30 at this point). For the next week, you would get out of bed several times before settling in for your nap or for the night. Several nights, you even came in to visit daddy and I at all hours of the night. You would also come waltzing out of your room, after 30 minutes, announcing that you were "all done nap." After weeks of not enough sleep, I was willing to try anything. The only reason I didn't buy the over-the-crib "net" was because I figured you'd be able to dismantle it. Then, I had a brilliant plan. Papa got you a new drum that you absolutely love. I told you that if you didn't stay in your bed that papa would come and take your drum away. This did the trick! For about a week, all I had to do when you were fighting sleep was pretend to call Papa. (Thanks, Dad!) Unfortunately, that isn't working anymore and we're back to square one. Today, it took me two hours to get you down for your nap! I know you need more sleep because almost anytime we're in the car, for more than a few minutes, you conk out.
We wrapped up music class and ECFE about a month ago and are now into our summer schedule which consists of "school" on Monday and Wednesday mornings, through June and July (we'll have the whole month of August off). You have the same teacher you had for the second half of the school year. She plans a different theme each week, along with all kinds of activities and art projects. I think your favorite, so far, was smashing watermelon pieces with a hammer in a plastic bag and then drinking the juice. She is amazing and absolutely adores you. The first day of summer session she told me that you were helping all the new kids learn the class rules. I'm afraid one of the kids didn't like this, though, because the next time you went to school someone bit you! When I picked you up that day, you were under a table. I thought this was a little strange, but you like hiding, so I figured that's all you were doing. Your teacher said you had a great day, but I thought you were still acting a little off. When we got in the car I asked you how your day was (like usual) and you told me "kid bite arm." I asked if someone bit you and you said yes. Then I asked what you did when that happened and you said "hide." I felt so bad! When we got home I had you show me where it was and sure enough you had a bright red bite mark on your forearm. I sent your teacher an e-mail to let her know. She had no idea that had happened. I'm pretty sure the incident happened just before I picked you up and, you are such a tough guy, I'm sure you didn't cry. It just breaks my heart, though, thinking of you hiding under the table from the biter. Thankfully, you seemed to forget about it right away and still love going to school!
Despite the less than desirable weather this Spring, we've had a fun few months. In May, you had a blast at your friend's birthday party. They had a petting zoo, bouncy house, face painting, balloon animals, and pony rides! (Thankfully the snow from the day before had melted)!
A few weeks ago, Daddy's cousin and her two little girls came to stay with us for the weekend. You may have had a little difficulty sharing your toys, but overall you enjoyed having playmates around. We packed in two park visits, a trolley ride, and a picnic with Grandma Hacker and her sister.
Finally, over the past few months, we've had several fun celebrations: Papa's 60th Birthday, Mother's Day, and Father's Day (which was the same day has Grammy & Papa's 35th wedding anniversary).
Love you, peanut!