Tonight I was sitting in the rocking chair in Monkeyface's room waiting for him to go to sleep. He's doing this thing now where he wants to be rocked and then put in his crib but he doesn't want you to leave the room. While I'm sitting there, listening to Nick Drake, I hear him listing all of his favorite things over and over again until he finally lets out one final yawn and falls asleep. Things he loves:
the name of his best friend
Susan (his teacher)
over there? (pronounced o'er der?)
I'm so proud of my little list maker.
Every morning when we go out to the car and every afternoon when I pick him up from day care, he points to various cars and asks me.."Where's mommy's car?" "O'er der?"
"no..." "O'er der?" "no..."o'er der?" "Yes!" He will then walk over to car. I love the little games he plays.
Just tonight he asked his dad to bring him his markers and when he did, he smiled up at him with this face and said "Thanks Daddy!"
I love the sense of humor that is developing.