There’s been lots of Leyna love on here lately. It’s easy to wax poetic about a chubby, nearly always happy baby who’s not yet mobile (although she did manage to get that rump all the way over and officially roll on her own for the first time yesterday!). And many of you may be thinking I choose not to share much about the terrorist on here these days because, perhaps, he’s holding me against my will. It might seem I have nothing but more stories of the Toddler Colic that could possibly scare you all into celibacy, and since I do think the propagation of the human species is pretty important, I’ve decided not to divulge such tales.
He’s, of course, still forever the tiny negotiator, suffers from frequent Toddler Colic spells, and makes me
want to yell every day out of pure frustration. But, he is also HILARIOUS. And kind. And thoughtful. And smart. And talented. You know, when he’s not driving me nuts.
Sometimes I think people push buttons the most on people they love the most. If that’s true, it’s clear that I am most certainly his absolute favorite person. Ever. He’s momma’s boy in almost every way, but he idolizes his father more and more every day.
Scott started playing in a weekend softball league a couple months ago, and now Kendall has a rapidly growing obsession with all things baseball. He takes himself to the back yard every morning for a little self-imposed batting practice. Now, I’m no baseball fan, and of course I’m biased, but I would guess his practice is paying off. Seems better at hitting the ball than I could ever be!
He tells us often that he wants to “be a real BIG baseball man!” Perhaps he’s on the right track.
I was going through some older posts last night and re-read/watched the “fwiends” post from late last summer. If you haven’t read it yet, it’s one of my absolute favorites, and apparently a lot of my readers’ favorite. I couldn’t get over just how much he’s already grown in not even a year. He does, in fact, play with “fwiends” that live on our street these days. Not all the time, but he’s working on keeping up with them when I’ll let him.
to this in a year…
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention the kid is fearless.
So it’s not that I don’t have plenty of stories to tell, I just haven’t had much time to share them because I’m too busy keeping him contained and fetching baseballs for him… and, yeah, putting him in timeout every now and then.
Kendall is 3 years 1 month, and I’m not saying it’s getting “better” it’s just evolving. Leyna is 5 months old.