I love you

I feel like every stage Preston gets to, I proclaim that, "I love this stage!" But really, I've loved every stage so far....except maybe those first few months of life, I liked them. Ok, so, there were things I loved, of course, but man were they hard. Now, life is just hard in a different way. I have the most rambunctious (almost) 18 month old that runs everywhere he goes. Wants to get into everything he shouldn't. Repeats almost everything I say. And my personal favorite, is listening to him quietly talk to himself, like he's trying to solve a world wide dilemma. He's so rambunctious it's exhausting. But at the same time, I wouldn't trade it for anything. How else are little boys supposed to be? I'll take three please!

He'll start singing at the store while we're shopping. Usually his ABC's, but occasionally it's baa baa black sheep, or twinkle twinkle little star. And I'm convinced that it's just a matter of time before he outsmarts me. Then the real trouble begins.

Little boys are the best. He's the best. And he sure makes being a mom pretty great. Sure he makes life exhausting, but is being a parent supposed to be any other way?

His laugh, his giggle, and those random moments when he runs up to me and gives me a big kiss just because, melts my heart. And then he had to go and ask me the other day if he could cuddle with me, and I had to melt all over again.

Being a parent, I give it 10 stars. 

17 Months of pure cuteness

The other day while we were driving in the car, Preston point blankly says, "Hi, how are you?"

As we were leaving the gym the other day, a cute older couple held the door open for us. As we walked through the door, Preston says to them, "Thank you!" -I'm glad he's learned his manners

When my parents were here last weekend, my mom was singing him the song "Pop Goes the Weasel" apparently Preston thought the word weasel was funny, because he kept repeting it over and over again laughing.

Whenever he hears you say a number, he'll start counting.

He'll wave and say "bye bye" whenever he's done with something and wants to move on to something new...lately it's been when I'm in the middle of conversations with my neighbors.

Our sweet next door neighbor has adopted Preston as her grandson, and is always doing nice things for him. The other day she bought a beach ball for him to play with, and I was telling him to say "Thank you, Carol." After that he ran all around the yard yelling, "Carol! Carol!" He'll even randomly call out her name when we pull into the driveway after running errands. Makes me laugh every time.

He's obsessed with his ABC's, and is always wanting to read all of the different ABC books we have. If you sing the song, he'll randomly chime in with the correct letter he knows comes next.

He's also pretty good at knowing what comes next in all of the stories we read, and usually finishes the sentences for us. He's a smarty pants.

And my favorite thing as of late is when he pretends to be a baby and fake cries. The kids a ham!

How I love this little boy of mine. He sure gives me a run for my money some days, but he really is the sweetest little boy there ever was.

October's Goal

I'd like to think septembers goal of being productive during nap time went fairly well, but, I'd be lying if I didn't say I had my fair share of naps, too...after I tidied the house, or did something else "productive" of course.

And here we are, already in October, HOW did that happen so quickly?

I've decided that this month's goal (although I may have slightly failed on the first of the month) is to not use my phone while I'm with Preston. It's so easy for me to get sucked into something useless on my phone....why did the world have to invent smart phones? While I love mine dearly, that's just the problem, I love it far too much, and I am subsequently sucked into it far too often. Curse that little piece of technology.

So, here's to giving my son far more attention, attention he both deserves and needs, and putting technology aside for awhile.

I like this goal.