Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Tractors, Trucks, and Toys.....There's nothing quite like Little Boys.

A wee bit of dirt 
and a devilish grin...
curious eyes and
spaghetti sauce chin...

A dollop of mud
behind his right ear, 
and a handful of worms
in his pocket I fear.

You see the knees 
through the holes in his jeans.
He likes ice cream 
but won't eat his beans.

He's made up of mud pies
and bubble gum kisses
and wonder at Christmas and birthday wishes.

And a heap of giggles, and wiggles, and love;
These are the things little boys are made of.

-Patsy Gaut



   Electronics high jacker, monkey climber, puppy lover, lego hoarder, mischievous smiler, Daddy chaser, Momma kisser......James and I never knew how much we would possibly love our Hunter man!
  This little man has brought us continuous smiles, sometimes tears, gray hair, and contagious laughter. We find ourselves jokingly pointing out things in Hunter that each of us did as children and let me tell you, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Luckily, we were both perfect children, so we have nothing to worry about ;)  We looked at each other yesterday afternoon and declared that we are in TROUBLE.
Little man is 17 months old and here are a few things that he has TAUGHT us in the last couple of weeks.


1) Ketchup is a side dish
I introduced Hunter to ketchup, which is my personal fav, and you would have thought from the look on his face, that I had been keeping this great secret from him. The first time he ate it with chicken nuggets, he decided to start licking the ketchup out of the dipping container and ended up with it up his nose, in his eyes, and all over his clothes. Now, every time that I put ketchup with his food, he just eats the ketchup and uses the fries like a spoon. I've decided I am going to count that as a vegetable serving for the day.

2) Pets won't take care of themselves
Hunter laughs with excitement at feeding his pups both his food and dog food. Sometimes, it's almost like he goes around shaking his head and thinking, "I have to do everything around here. Don't you people feed these dogs?"James and I do feed our dog children, but Hunter has taken personal pleasure in taking care of  them.  He will transport dog food by Hunter-handfuls to the dog bowls until they are filled. Last week, I caught him with a lego in one hand scooping water out of the dog's water container. He was trying to fill the empty dog food bowl with the water. It was like that commercial with the kid running down the hallway with the potty that had spilled throughout the house. He was so proud of himself. I tried to hide my emotions as I glanced at the slip and slide in our kitchen. How can you be mad at a little boy trying to take care of his puppy dogs?!

3) Wine + whine = no bueno
A couple of weeks ago we invited our neighbors over for dinner. We have the best neighbors and really enjoy spending time with them, but only get together every couple of months. Yes, our schedules are hectic, but we also need recovery time! Inevitably, we start testing some adult grapes while chatting about past lives, getaway destinations, politics, etc. and the next thing you know we are all over served. We taught the dogs to sleep later on these occasions, but age and children catch up with you. I woke up to a wine headache, cotton mouth, and a whining little boy at 6:00 a.m. after going to bed at 2:00 a.m. No Bueno! Children have no sympathy for hangovers...lesson learned.

4) Climbing isn't just for monkeys
Little man has taken to climbing...up the stairs, on top of his lego table, onto the couch, and into the dishwasher. The scary thing is that I know that this is just the beginning. Not just because he's a highly inquisitive little boy, but because I am a recovering climber. The first step is to admit the problem. I remember daily climbing up the well to get to the top of the pump house in my grandparents yard, only to jump off the roof into the grass to do it all over again. Apparently, I would also climb onto the kitchen countertops, open the cabinets, peel off the sticky squares that pad the wooden cabinets, and slam the doors closed. Like I said, we are in TROUBLE!

5) Sounds...the communication of little boys
Hunter loves to make sounds, as I'm sure most little people do. Hunter has taken to making them part of his show boating routine. There is the motorboat sound he makes when he purses his lips together and then there is tongue claps or tongue clicking, which he added to his repertoire of clapping, raising his arms up, and doing "twinkle twinkle" hands or as Jamey likes to say "show me the money" hands. He can do all of these on cue and loves to get a rise out of his audience, especially his cousins, Jack, Anne, and Ty. His newest sound is "AHhhhh". This sound mostly appears when he drinks juice. We had to get the kid to try some vegetables, so we bought a juicer for our benefit and gave him some on a whim. He loves it..who knew! When he drinks his juice in the morning out of his big boy cup, he swallows and says "AHhhh!" Pretty sure he learned that from Jamey, since that's the sound he makes when he drinks ice water or cold adult beverages, whichever you'd like to imagine he's drinking. Jamey says next thing you know he will be slapping me on the behind saying "Shake those money makers!" I told him that that's not going to fly in this house or in school for that matter. Pray for me people, I'm outnumbered by boys!

6) Slobbery kisses are the best
Little man started kissing. We had been working on blowing kisses and he's pretty much got that down. He's kind of selective to who he blows them to, but blowing kisses none the less. All of a sudden he started giving me slobbery kisses on the cheek. So far they have been pretty clean and I haven't gotten cookie crumb or peanut butter kisses yet. He is such a sweetheart and the cutest thing is, that he reserves the slobbery kisses for me and blowing kisses for others. I hope it stays that way for a long time, because our little man has stolen my heart.



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