More laughs

After putting Stuart to bed, he started crying which is not typical. Geoff went to check on him:
S: (through tears) Mickey [Mouse] poked me in the eye.
Geoff: It was just an accident, he won't do it again.
Stuart went back to sleep.

Stuart ran up to me yesterday and gave me a hug then ran away laughing and said:
S: I stole your snuggle.

Rides - he loves them, he loves them not

We have discovered that Stuart loves rides and is quite brave. So we broke down and bought a season pass so he could ride all the rides he wants this summer. He was wanting to go on the swings - and he's sort of borderline, I don't think he's quite tall enough to ride them, but quick enough that the teenager running the ride doesn't notice. So we let him go on the swings and he loved them, great, our anxiety was relieved and we have another ride he can go on. Next time we went to the park he wanted to go on the swings and I figured of course, he loves the swings. Well he loved them for about two complete rotations, then came the tears and the cries, "I don't like it, they're going too high for me." And yes, I could hear the pathetic cries from the sidelines, only to be topped by all the pity comments from parents around me (not knowing it was my kid) - aw look at the poor kid, so sad, etc. So I became that mom - but not on purpose and with only the best intentions - the mom with the screaming kid on the ride.

Next time we went to the park (yes we go a lot) he wanted to try the swings again and told us, "I'm not going to cry." So we figured okay, let's try again, he was probably just over tired or something last time. Well before the swings even started he changed his mind and didn't want to go on, but this time he explained, "I didn't like them, they weren't moving." I suppose we can't expect a 2.5 year old to have much patience.

Who knows what will happen next time......

Funny things

Move your foot it's looking at my stick!

Dance to my music. [his music goes something like this, "la la la la la la la la...."]

S: Are you ready freddy?
Me: I'm ready, are you ready freddy?
S: I'm not ready freddy, I'm a Stuart. Silly mama.

Dad: I'm going to take a shower.
S: Don't wash the food out of your tummy.

S: I wanna do blood blood. [what he now calls being held upside down since Dad explained that when you're upside down the blood rushes to your head]

Stop reading mama

Reading a book with Stuart goes something like this:
Me: reading, reading, reading
S: What's that, who's that, why, etc. etc.
Me: If you want me to keep reading you have to stop talking so you can hear the story [I know it's sounds rotten to tell your kid to stop talking, but it's too annoying to try to read over him talking and he's frustrated because I'm not answering his questions]

Here's what happened the other day:
Me: reading, reading
S: Stop reading mama. What's that, who's that, why, etc.....
Me: reading
S: Stop reading mama..... you get the picture

A first

Yesterday was a big first for Stuart, he had his very first lollipop - up until this time his parents have chosen to deprive him of candy. But we were at a parade and encouraging him to pick up all the candy being thrown at us and then telling him he couldn't eat it. I think he was starting to catch on! Well he just loved it - talk about savoring every lick, he licked and licked and licked and of course got all sticky. We finally got home and ready for a nap, and Stuart just wouldn't settle down, he just kept saying "don't eat my candy, I want my lollipop." After convincing him mom and dad would not eat his candy while he slept (at least not the lollipops) he took a nap. The first thing he said when he woke up - "where's my candy?" As promised, we let him choose another lollipop. The challenge for the poor kid is that he can't sit still and lollipops require sitting still and not climbing all over the furniture - so he had a bit of an internal struggle - the yumminess of a lollipop or toys? He went back and forth for a while, then I cut him off, and we went back to pretending we were on a boat.

Direct quote & other funny things

There's nothing like hearing your words come out of the mouth of a two year old. The other day Stuart put a toy down on the sofa. I moved it to make room for people to sit and he looked at me and said, "I put it there for a reason." and proceeded to put it back. Hmmm, I wonder where he learned that line?

And some other funny things:
For some reason he is concerned that when he is on the changing table he will fall off, so when I put him on the changing table he asks, "you'll make sure I don't fall into the laundry hamper?" For the record, he has never fallen into the laundry hamper.

The other night, dad got stung by a wasp. Kind hearted Stuart has been very concerned and is still asking if his owie is feeling better. After the sting he wanted to know: "Why did that bug bite you" and "I'm going to ask that bug why he did it." Of course I had to ask, "What do you think the bug will say" and he replied "Yes, the bug will say yes he did it."

This morning we (ie Stuart) decided to pretend to ride bikes, so Stuart put our helmets on and we all stood in his room moving our legs like we were riding a bike.