You are so TWO right now, it is absurd. Most of the time you are delightful. Other times you are…not. You’re definitely more willful these days, and the timeouts are happening more frequently, but thankfully you respond to discipline incredibly well and we don’t have too many meltdowns these days.
School continues to be fabulous. You’re doing really well with your colors and shapes, and sorting seems to be a particular talent of yours. Lately when we go in to pick you up at the end of the day, you want absolutely nothing to do with us because you are SO busy playing with your friends. While I miss being with you during the day, we think it’s such a blessing that you already have a little social world of your own.
You’re very much into your Dad right now; if Daddy does it, you want to do it. I’ve been exploiting that as much as possible. You two are incredibly adorable together, and it makes me happy to see how happy you make each other.
One major milestone we checked off the list this month (other than this) was your first trip to the dentist. I have no idea when parents typically take their kids to the dentist for the first time, but I figured, hey, we’ve got the insurance and you’ve got (almost) a full set of teeth — might as well get things checked out. Your first visit was really just to introduce you to the office staff and let you look around. On the morning of your appointment you were SO EXCITED to go that we ended up getting there 20 minutes early. Luckily they were just as excited to see you. You did a wonderful job and even let the hygienist brush your teeth. When you left, they let you pick a toy out of the toy chest. You picked a ball and said “I take this home to my house and play with my Daddy.” MELT.
Lest you think you’re perfect, I do have a complaint to file with you. Over the last few weeks, you’ve taken to responding to pretty much everything we say with “HUH?” Now sure, people say that, but you’ve taken it to a new level. Your dad is trying to get you to say “Pardon me?” instead, but I’ve noticed that when we acknowledge the “HUH?” in any way, shape, or form, you smirk and do it more. So I”m ignoring it. It’s not really working.
However, I’m proud to report that you told your first joke this month. Sort of. Well, you were intentionally funny for the first time. You’ve had moments before when you realized something you did made us laugh and kept on doing it, but about a week ago you and your Dad had a conversation and it seemed like you really put some thought into being funny. It went something like this…
JR, what would you like for breakfast?
What would you like on your toast?
What kind of jam would you like?
Purple jam… POOP JAM!
We are so proud.