Time-out

Looking at my boy I see the wily reflection of myself at times. As he wants to hug, whine, and run everywhere I think of when I had that kind of energy. One evening I see momma crawl over on the rug for something. I attach myself to her back for a ride (I didn't feel like walking to the couch). Anyway Luke runs over after seeing this and pulls me off her back. "You get off momma's back." So I did, but it didn't end there. He looks me in the face and demands, "Now go get in time out." So I did. As I walk by him he swats me on the butt. I had to remain in time out until he came over and told me "You can go now." Lovely...

I've gone too far apparently

As the relationship between father and son continue to grow into the best friend status I have learned that my role as a father extends from the big bad wolf that says when enough is enough, to also the embarassing your dad is crazy goofy. We tease each other as boys will be boys. Yet Luke has found the line that must not be crossed. As I bagger him a little bit he gets the laugher into high gear. Then without a hesitation he stops and grabs my face. Left hand and right hand both on my face so I cannot look elsewhere but to his eyes. He tells me, "You need to stop okay." Wow, shot down by my own boy. Let's see if he really means it... Again I blow on his belly.... He stops and repeats, "Daddy, you need to stop okay." Jeez, we were having a good time. Oh well, I'm sure he wants me to do it again in a couple minutes.

I can't understand you...

As the night continues Luke has certain signs that tells LeeAnn and I he is ready for bed. He will be playing, watching a movie, wrestling Rocky, or whatever; the sound of a little whine fills the air. "He was just fine." Luke will enter the room and with a small baby voice, slurred as if he was drinking rotten milk and say,"ssssstrraaaaaaawwwwwwwbbbeeeeeeeerrrrryyyyyy miiiiiiiiiilk." I know what he is saying, but we try and get him to talk like a big boy, " I can't understand baby talk, what do you want?" "ssssstrraaaaaaawwwwwwwbbbeeeeeeeerrrrryyyyyy miiiiiiiiiilk." Pause... Then he'll ask in a normal voice, "Strawberry milk please?" "Okay."

Let's do this

Potty time is a confusing time in Lukes life right now. He has it pretty simplified right now though. I know what he is thinking, " Why go in this toilet thing when I have to wait for help, take my clothes off, sit and wait, or stand and point, when I can just play toys, run wildly around and pause for four seconds, lay a brick or pee, and keep right on going?" Although I can't argue with that notion, Luke did come to me and tell me he would like to go potty while on the seat. Luke takes a seat. "Daddy I'm going pee. Yeah! Do you want to see my pee? Do you want to see it?" I declined very nicely that I would rather not. Luke just kept asking and then demanding, "Come see my pee daddy. Come on." So I checked it out. WOW he sure drank a lot!!!

Finally he wants to eat... but not that

Luke has been going through the stages of "I want this food, I'm not hungry, I'll just eat a little." Well this past week Luke has been waking up saying "I'm hungry. Are you hungry too?" But now when he sits down and takes notice to the food on the table he looks up and says, " I don't want that. or I don't like that." Great, now that he will eat it takes 30 minutes to find what he will eat!!!!