Weight: 12lb 8oz
Height: 23in
May 2009
Weight: approx 28lb
Height: approx 34in
May 2010
Weight: 36lb
Height: approx 40in
-he would wear no clothes or diapers, only his green hat and shoes when we go outside-we would spend 95% of the day outside. Riding his bike, pushing his lawnmower, walking, playing at the beach. It would never rain.
-he would only eat popsicles, chips, cookies, M&Ms, and french fries. He would only drink apple juice
-if the mood strikes, we would come inside and he would take a bath with bubbles and he would play as long as he wanted
-at the end of the day, if he felt like it we'd sit on the couch watching only Caillou or Dora. He would only go to bed when he fell asleep on Mommy's lap and couldn't hang anymore.
This is what my loving son did to me last week.
We live right next to some woods and wetlands so we have a lot of spiders in and around our house.
We wake up in the morning and somehow in the dark bedroom Nicholas sees a little spider running across the floor.
He's chasing it trying to catch it and I'm tell him no leave it alone, running to get some tissue to squish it. Before I can get the tissue, Nicholas actually catches the spider in his hands and squishes it between his fingers.
I have the tissue now and I'm asking him to open his hand so I can wipe it up. He doesn't want me to wipe it up, he keeps saying, "no Mommy no wipe".
So for a couple of minutes he's carrying around this dead squished spider because he won't let me wipe it off of his hands.
We go to change clothes for the day and he's sticking his hand in my face to show me his new best friend. I'm squirming away saying ick no I don't like it which to Nicholas is hilarious.
So he torments me for a minute or two and then what does he do? He throws the spider on me and cracks up!
This boy is going to be one of those practical joke tormentors that's going to bring home a snake and throw it in my lap just to see me freak out.
This is Nicholas new way of letting you know he's not pleased with you. He folds his arms, wrinkles his face, and says "I'm mad."
It only lasted for a little bit though and he must have told me a million times thru the day "Happy Mother's Day" and gave me kisses.
He also gave me the best gift I could have ever asked for: he took a 4 hour nap. He hasn't done that since he was a newborn and boy did I need it, I got a nice snooze in too.
I made dinner and Nicholas kept me entertained with his pot orchestra.
At the end of the night, I said to Nicholas, "thank you for giving me a great Mother's Day."
He said, "ummmm you're welcome."
Edited to add: I have to mention that my 12 year old step daughter called yesterday to say Happy Mother's Day. I have the best step daughter anyone could ask for.
So apparently Nicholas is bored with my driving and has a need to get where we're going fast. On almost the entire trip to the grocery store this past weekend, he kept asking, "Are we there yet?" "Are we there yet?" "Mommy, are were there yet? I don't see the store."
He'll also ask for something like to stop and play at the playground and end it with "please, please, please, please, please...."
I thought these 2 things weren't supposed to happen until at least age 6 or so.