Dreams

Well S definitely takes after me in the sleep department. He woke up around 5am screaming, "mama I took my shirt off." When I went in to his room (a strange thing to be yelling out, I had to check it out), he was sitting up holding his blanket out to me. I didn't turn on any lights so I had to feel and confirm his shirt was still on and it was his blanket he was holding. I explained it was just a dream and that was his blanket, his shirt was still on. He seemed a bit confused, looked down, seemed convinced that I was right and decided he wanted to get up. After a convincing argument that it was still the middle of the night he laid back down. Of course he got up a few more times after that, but his clothes stayed on!

TV

For a while we didn't let S watch TV, then it got to the point where we figured a little TV was okay, but he showed no interest. He has always been too busy, always on the go, never wanting to sit still and watch. We even tried Sesame Street - nothing, after a few minutes when the real people showed up (as opposed to all the furry friends) he was done watching. Until last night. Geoff was flipping through the channels and found an orchestra playing on PBS, well S was enthralled. He even watched for a good 10-15 minutes until the music stopped, he was really into it, pointing out all the instruments. He even went to get his own guitar to play along "with the TV".

Unfortunately he wouldn't let me get any pictures, but it was priceless. He was playing with a big bowl and spoon when it came on TV. At this particular moment, the big orange bowl was on his head. So he proceeded to stare at the orchestra with a bowl on his head, until he noticed I was gone (trying to get the camera) - then the bowl came off. When the music stopped he clapped and cheered, though he wasn't convinced they were really done.

Potty training has begun

After we returned from our summer vacation we decided to focus more on potty training. S has been eagerly sitting on the potty for a while now and it seemed time to push the issue a bit more. How has it been going - well, we use pull ups now and he sits on the potty and urinates (yes he says urinate and BM, likely a consequence of having him in a University daycare), but his pulls are usually still wet. He has a potty chart with stickers and at school he gets to go to the bathroom with the toileters (the other kids who use the potty and who are hopefully serving as good role models and providing a bit of positive peer pressure). The only problem so far is that I think he's dreaming of potty training. The other morning at 5:30am he wakes up yelling, "come quick mama, I have to urinate." So I took him to the potty and he urinated. I then explained it was the middle of the night and he had to go back to bed, so he did. The next night at 3:30am he wakes up and yells "hurry mama I have to urinate." I said to my sleeping husband, really, at 3:30am he feels the need to go, turn to get out of bed and realize he didn't say anything after that. He must have gone back to sleep. Hopefully this is a good sign and the potty training is being embedded in his brain. Either that or he takes after me and talks in his sleep!

A real game of catch

Last night S picked up a ball to play with, he threw it to me, I threw it back and voila he caught it! His face was beaming he was so proud of himself and of course we made a huge deal out of it, cheering and everything. We then of course spent the rest of the night playing catch. At one point S decided to sit down while we were playing. No surprise, it's easier to catch the ball, because it can just get caught between your arms and legs. So this happened, it kinda just landed on his legs. There were no cheers from us, so he looked at us and said, "are you going to say yeah!"? He also proclaimed that he is now a baseball player.