I have not been keeping up well lately with posting about James! Poor first child, he's being ignored already. But such is life, I usually think about something I want to blog about and by the time I get around to doing it, I have no idea what my idea was. But such is life, I will keep tabs on my crazy, running toddler when I can.
James is growing up so quickly. He talks up a storm and most of the time we can understand him. He puts together sentences well and I really enjoy talking to him. He comes up with the most hilarious observations and questions, stuff that as adults we never even think of. The other day, he broke two of his blocks apart and asked me "Mom, what happened to the blocks?" Okay, I suppose it was more "Mom, what happened blocks?" but I tend to fill in the blanks for him. He likes to "break" things over and over, just to ask mom or dad or fix it. He will point out all kinds of vehicles when in the car, big truck and motorcycle being his favorite.
Yesterday, towards the end of James' nap, we got a huge thunderstorm. The thunder was pounding and James was a bit freaked out by it. Usually by the time we get a storm, James is asleep in bed and it would take a lot more than some thunder to wake him up. He wanted to be held during the storm, but Adam explained that it was just thunder. After that, every big noise, thunder or not, that James heard was "Big thunder!". When Adam braved the rain to take Mac out, James stood by the door "No walk, Dad, big thunder!" Actually, telling Adam not to walk Mac is another one of James' catch phrases right now, along with "No work, Dad." I know that speaking more is a normal part of development, but I can't help but think my boy is a genius.
Anyway, I could go on and on about how smart and wonderful I think my boy is. I'm so excited for him to start the preschool curriculum at daycare next week. He'll be doing "Mother Goose Time" with the big kids and I know he's going to have so much fun.