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Thursday, April 7, 2016

Greyisms

Oh, Greyson...
Baby Greyson taking a nap in Baby Henry's rock n play...
 He both infuriates and fascinates me these days and the stuff that comes out of his mouth is absolutely hilarious. It is really amazing to be able to comprehend the thoughts of somebody his age; we never experienced that with Hayes since his speech was so delayed and he didn't really start talking in a conversational manner until he was closer to three. Not so much with this one who has been speaking in full sentences for as long as I can remember.

Here are some things that Greyson, age 2 years 4 months is doing that are making us laugh around here lately...


...we're all a little new to the whole baby girl bow thing and for the boys, the only times they've seen bows is when they are adorned on packages that are meant to be torn into. A few weeks ago, he was searching for a pair of scissors and when I asked them what he needed them for, he told me he wanted to cut the bow off of Henley's head. Those promptly got moved to a higher cupboard where they would be out of reach!
...he calls sparkling water "fucking water"

...anytime he references something that happened in the past, he starts off by saying "Last morning..."
...a few weeks ago, I peeked in on him napping and found him like this:
 He fully understands what the potty is for, that he'll get treats for using it and evidently doesn't like to have a wet diaper on, but refuses to use the potty. When we ask him when he'll be ready, he says "Not yet, maybe when I'm smaller."
...when he wants your attention, he will physically grab your face so you can't look away.
...he's very particular about what is in his room when he sleeps. This is both good (as in when he chewed through his last pacifier and didn't like the new brand Grant brought home, effectively ending his relationships with said binkies once and for all last week!) and bad (as in when Hayes broke his collarbone a few weeks ago and I tried to sleep on the top bunk to be closer to him and try and entice the boys to go back to sleep at 3 in the morning, Greyson forcefully yelled, "What are you doing?! Go back to your own bed!" until I had to remove him from his crib and from his bedroom and put him in my bed with Grant). 
...he's also very territorial about his stuff. When he saw a squirrel poking around the huge hole in our backyard that will one day be our pool, he yelled, "Get out of our hole!"
...for the most part, he still forgets "Baby Henry" is around, but when he does remember, he'll always give her a passing kiss as he walks by and often asks to hold her. The instant she starts crying though, he wants nothing to do with her. In fact, his teacher Patricia told me that when asked what it was like to have a little sister, his response was "She cries." (and she doesn't even cry that much!!)
...we vacillate between putting the boys to bed together and putting Grey down before Hayes at night. Oftentimes, when we put Grey down first, he'll quietly hang out in his crib until Hayes comes to bed, sometimes up to an hour later. A few weeks ago, he did this and soon as we walked in the room, he popped up and said, "Oh, hi Mr. Funnypants!" 
Now we've taken to calling him Mr. Funnypants (he really is!)
...he's always asking what people's names are and what kind something is and is very quick to tell you whether he likes something or not. For example, when eating a snack the other day, he asked what kind of pretzels they were, to which I responded that they were from Naturebox. His response? "Oh I like Naturebox!"
...he calls it "Hide and Sneak".
...when he gets really upset about something, he takes his fingers and moves them really fast around his mouth. Totally bizarre but he's been doing this since he was a baby.
...A few weeks ago, we went to a friend's wedding so I got all dolled up. Right before we left the house, he looked up at me and said, "Mommy, you look like a princess!" Heart melted.
Helping us bake cookies and sneaking bites of flour...
...he thinks he's pretty awesome - and I agree.


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