Lakie is officially a big boy. He told me so just this morning. He woke up, in his skeleton pajamas, and said, "Mommy, I'm a bag of bones!" He's funny, isn't he? I told him that last night, when he was looking at his glow-in-the-dark bones, on his jammies. Then he said to me, "I'm big. I'm getting tall. I'm a big boy, Mommy". True, true. Sad, but true.
He's completely potty trained. Which is unbelievable, really. People always say potty training boys is tough. It wasn't the case, thankfully, with Lakie. He was so easy. We did it in four days. He's been trained for about a month now. #1, #2, and for the most part, even dry through the night. The funniest thing he said during the process is "Daddy, I can't go poo. Can you help me? It hurts. It won't come out, it's LOCKED!"
Daddy must have had the key...because he rubbed his back and his belly, and it became 'unlocked'. Whew. That was a close one.
He's been a rock star at school, and even at Grandma's. We've really had no accidents, which is good. However, he has taken to dropping trou and pottying outside. It's a nice shock for the neighbors, I'm sure.
He's moving into the "Preschool" class at his daycare. It states that you must be three, and you must be potty-trained. That was a sad day for his mama when they told me he's moving into the Preschool room. He had just gotten used to "Miss Raine" and "Miss Barbara," his two-year old classroom teachers. They are going to miss him, I'm sure. (Or, at least I hope so!)
He's still only going two days a week, so hopefully the transition will not be that bad. They had computers in the classroom, along with all the other fun pre-school stuff. They still have "rest" time, but he never rests there anyway. Too much going on, I assume.
That's all the news we have for now. We are going to paint pumpkins (self-portraits) this weekend...Each of us will paint our own pumpkin. I'm still deciding what will go on mine. I'm sure lots of glitter and some bright colors, no doubt. John's will probably be drawn up ahead of time in PhotoShop or SketchUp, and then painted in 3-D or something ridiculously grand and well planned. And, Lake's, well his will be plain brilliant. He's a child prodigy. In case you didn't know.
We're also going to attempt to make cut-out "painted" cookies and hit ZooBoo with the fam on Sunday. Lake's a lion. He's been practicing his "ROAR"! Which is helpful, especially in our neighborhood. It always helps to have a second guard dog on the lookout!
Peace,
