but for today, i am only 7 weeks late on blogging about my own son's 3rd birthday. oh my, i have a 3 year old. i can't believe it! time oh time, where have you gone? why must you fly by so fast? oh Dylie, i don't even know where to begin about this little boy. he's a full-blown toddler.
he is talking now, not perfectly, but he says tons and tons of words (he was in speech therapy for a year and it helped immensely). we are working on putting two words together and hopefully forming sentences soon. he knows all his colors, abc's and can count to 10 no problem.
he is not yet potty-trained. judge all you want. until you are the one having to try and train a child to go potty on the potty while editing sessions 4 hours a day, you have no idea how hard it is. i have a few weddings and sessions left to edit, then first priority after those is potty-training this little boy. we tried once, and it was a disaster on both child-and-parent fronts. needless to say, i gave up way too soon and now whenever i ask Dylan if he wants to learn to go potty he yells "NO" and runs off until he is sure i am not going to force him to sit on his Cars potty. ugh. it will stick someday. it has to right? i mean, there's no way he will go to 8th grade wearing a diaper (knock on wood) so that's comforting.
he is obsessed with his grandpa. whenever we pull up to the street where Brett's parents live, you would think we were pulling into the land of Buzz Lightyear. he absolutely freaks out at the fact he knows he is going to see grandpa.
he is now loving Elmo and Sesame Street. that's all he ever wants to watch (when we let him watch shows(, which i love since i feel like he is learning while he watches.
his favorite foods are chicken nuggets drenched in honey. or maybe it's just honey. he wants it on everything, including fries.
he is terrified of hairdryers, vaccums, roller coasters, getting his haircut, swimming without me holding him or being on the steps, loud noises and bugs. i sound like i am describing a little girl. yeah, we hope for his sake it all turns around too.
he LOVES reading books. he has Green Eggs and Ham memorized and recites it all the time. he just loves books.
he loves trains, helicopters, motorcycles (or icicles as he calls them) airplanes and cars. he spots train-tracks from a mile-away and has to make sure you know about them "choo choo tracks! choo choo tracks!" i hear that phrase over and over until i acknowledge that i heard it.
he loves to help in the kitchen. wiping counters, adding stuff while i'm baking or cooking, stirring the food, he loves it all.
he still takes a 3 hour nap almost everyday. crossing our fingers this lasts forever (even though we know we are very lucky we know he has lasted this long with it) and still goes to bed at 8 (although he sits and chats with himself for a good hour or so before he konks, but he doesn't scream at all, just chats in the dark. cutest.thing.ever.
he has a fetish with balloons and bubbles. those are his loves. oh, and ice cream is too.
he loves watching himself in the mirror, especially if he is crying. it's the funniest thing. if he gets hurt or is sad about something, i figured out that all i have to do is take him in front of a mirror and he just watches himself cry for a good 7 seconds then he is all better and all is right in the world again.
he loves dancing and jumping. if there's music, you can bet your bottom dollar Dylan is groovin and shakin his bottom to the beat.
i'm sure i am forgetting a bunch of stuff, but he is the sweetest, kindest and funniest kid ever with the most adorable giggle we have ever heard. he is so well-mannered and listens pretty well. he loves cuddles and snuggling in a blanket with you, and is your best friend if you have food or a drink. we love this little guy, and love how much fun he is and how much joy he brings to us. he makes us laugh all-day long and is just the sweetest thing. we love you Dylie! happy late birthday. the last 3 years have been the best ever.
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