Who is this big grown up boy on a tricycle? I can't believe it's my little Huston - how did he get so big? He has just been delighting my heart so much the past few weeks - I feel like I've really been enjoying him as much as I can and trying to treasure every word from his mouth and every hug and every silly little thing he's doing. Here, in no particular order, are some of the wonderful things I'm loving right now:
- His prayers. He's offering them up more freely lately and last night at dinner prayed: "Thank you God for this food and for this day and for Arden and Mommy and Daddy and for Mimi and Mimi's Grandpa and for Grandma and Grandma's Grandpa. Amen." Then we started eating and he said "Oh, Mommy, I just forgot to thank God for the glasses," so we closed our eyes and he prayed, "Thank you God for the glasses and the pink glasses and the sunglasses. Amen."
- His songs. I love when he comes home singing songs from preschool. Lately he's been singing something about graham crackers, something about "things go up, things go down, and the world goes around and around," and "Skinamarinkydinkydink."
- Poopy jokes. Everything is funnier with the word "poop". Yesterday he was singing "Feliz Poopy-dad," "I wanna wish you a poopy Christmas," and "Skinnamarinkydinkydink, Skinnamarinkydoo, I poop you."
- Dancing in the bedroom when Daddy comes home from work. This is a tradition that we seem to go through phases of doing and not doing, but lately we've been doing it daily. Huston often requests "Hey Mambo" aka Mambo Italiano (Rosemary Clooney) and I love when he sings "mixed up siciliano." He's got some awesome dance moves.
- Running around with no pants on. Huston's still using a pull-up to do his business and it's working quite well. When he needs to poop he'll just ask for a pull-up and say, "I'd like a pull-up to poop but no pants on." And then he'll run around with no pants on until he's done.
- His love for haircuts. He always gets so excited when it's time to go get a haircut with Daddy. He really loves the whole experience.
- His memory - which astounds me. We were at the library and he pointed to the walls and said excitedly, "Look, Mommy! They're like your school!" and sure enough the walls had the same gray and green square tiles that my school does. He hasn't been inside my school in months. He's always remembering the roads we take to places, like "If we just keep going straight is my school down there," and "Is this the way to Granny and Papaw's house?" At the grocery store the other day he picked up the frozen Eggo waffles I'd thrown in the basket and said, "Mommy, these purple words say 'granola bar'." He was pointing to where it said "Nutri-grain" because he recognized it from his granola bar boxes. He can also "read" the words Baylor and TCU and all kinds of store names like Kroger and Walgreens and Tom Thumb, and the obvious ones, like Chick-fil-A and McDonalds.
- His vocabulary. I love how he tries out new words. At Kroger the other day, I gave the pharmacy the wrong insurance card and on the way out he said, "Why did you just hand those people a mistake?"
- Pronunciation. He says "oose" instead of "use" and "oosually" instead of "usually." I love it.
Sweet, Sweet Huston. I treasure you and every single thing about you.
love,
Mommy
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