Sweet Reid, I feel bad because we kind of made you grow-up quickly the months prior to and after your birthday. YOU decided, all by yourself, to potty train in November, and you did great. Then in February we ended your relationship with your paci. Again, you did really well considering how much you truly loved that thing, but we did have one night where I felt like your little heart was breaking as you were experiencing the pains of growing up for the very first time. You also ended your naps in March; that was kind of a joint decision between you, Dad, and me. Now you are a boy, no longer a baby. And if we call you "Baby ___" or "Little ___," you are sure to inform us that we are wrong and that you are a big boy.
You are still as passionate as ever! You can't be forced into doing something if you don't want to. If we do, there is always a fit. But the great thing is you don't throw mean, physical fits, just loud ones. Getting your hair cut, doctor appointments, dentist appointments -- these are all things that you have loudly let us know that you just aren't interested in doing these days.
You solo play so well and have this amazing and creative imagination. Dad and I are always trying to record you as you play at the train table, in the bath, or in your bed at night. Just give you a few action figures (at least one for each hand) and you are good for hours. You can name at least a dozen superheroes. It is actually quite impressive. Right now, your favorite super hero is Flash. You have Flash pajamas that use to be Garret's that you want to wear every day! And they aren't pajamas, they are your costume (you make sure to correct us if we say otherwise). You love wrestling and playing superheroes and always tell each of us which character we get to be. The other day, you told Dad he was Abomination and you were Hulk Smash. When it came time to fight you started shouting, "Circle, circle, circle, square, square, square!" Those are the buttons you press when fighting Abomination on the PS3 Lego Marvel game Garret got for his birthday. Speaking of Lego Marvel, you LOVE playing it! You ask me every day when quiet time is in hope that you'll get to
play.
A Captain America shield birthday cake for our most awesome superhero
Just a couple of cheetahs eating popsicles. This little activity was your idea, except for the one-armed thing Garret has going on. Not sure about that.
A few of your favorite things: "Gold Blankie," superheroes, Transformers, broccoli (which is so great because you are actually a pretty picky eater), telling us what to do (" Mom you say 'bless you, bless you' when I say 'achoo, achoo' "), chicken nuggets, chocolate milk, Dad playing the guitar (you were in the bath and you heard Dad playing and you excitedly exclaimed "I love Dada singing his guitar. Garret does not"), and the idea of "Baby Sister" (we will see how you feel when she gets here).
You are developing a higher tolerance for the cold, even though this "cold winter" was nothing compared to last year. However, you still are the first to want out of the pool because you are cold. I think you get this from me. I really, really don't like being cold.
The above picture with your hand in your pockets cracks me up because this is what you looked like for the entire neighborhood Easter egg hunt. It was a cold morning and you were not impressed. You just kept telling me "One more Mama, and then I all done." Each kid was allowed to find 10 eggs, but we only made it to 8 before you told me enough.
Love you lots Reidy!
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