I figure I better utilize what is left of my brain (which shrinks by 20% during pregnancy) to you know, go to other stuff like the alien inside me and do a post. I have just entered the 3rd trimester/28 weeks (cue holy $#@! cursing). However, my feeble mind does somehow manage to be bombarded with thoughts of caffeine withdrawal, Mc Donalds cravings, baby name lock-up, and desire to wear diapers at night (TMI?). I have put on 20 pounds already, which is quite impressive considering A) the baby currently weights 2.5 pounds and B) 20 pounds was like 1/5 of my pre-baby weight.
But pregnancy is boring and what is becoming much more interesting is this little devil:
Oh lordy. Levi is 16 months and Mr. Funny Pants. How do I begin? Shall I start but saying how he tells me when he goes "poo-poo" or has "gas" and says, "ut-oh, poo-poo, yucky!"? But that is not the best part. Every night after his bath his runs to the corner of his room, squats like he is sitting on the potty, says "potty" and takes a dump right on the wood floor. Of course, all while grunting and saying "poo poo yucky". So yeah, we are going to go ahead and get the kid his own potty.
Oh and this is Levi pretending to "potty" in the yard today. Remind me not to allow him in the bathroom with me again, k?
His vocabulary is exploding and he has more than 100 words and some are quite unusual. He is getting the hang of pairing words but not always correctly. For example, he likes to name all his favorite foods and animals but gets confused about which ones you can eat. When he likes a food, he says mmm tasty! There is a chicken in his animal book and he knows he likes chicken so of course he says "mmm bock bock" while gnawing on a nugget. Now the problem comes when he points to a skunk and says "mmm tasty skunk!". He will also tell you that the giraffe or cat is tasty. You just can't send a kid to preschool saying things like that or they might wonder what form of white trash his parents really are. (IE you know you are a redneck when your gunrack has a gunrack)
Levi's other interests confuse and fascinate me. I have already gone over his cleaning supply obsession. Let me reiterate he is NOT learning this from me just ask my husband. What is new is that he has become a collector/hoarder/and hider. Yes there are Discovery Health shows on these sorts of problems. He operates in silence like he is in the Russian Mob and collects pine cones, leaves, rocks, and sticks from the yard in puts them in a bucket. Once dumped out, they are sorted and categorized in like groups. Next is the most bizarre step: each different item is moved one by one to a designated spot. The pine cones are lined up and hidden behind a certain bush and if one falls out it is quickly put back. The sticks are organized in the rock garden and the rocks and leaves are placed in a hole in the ground which used to house a sprinkler. If I take any piece out he will notice even hours later and move it right back. You might wonder if this is normal and I wonder the same thing. It's like he has "larger plans". Time will tell. At least we might get a discovery "confessions of a baby hoarder" contract of out this right?
sorted evidence:
One thing that Levi and I see eye to eye with right now is McDonalds. Now trust me this kid is a healthy eater. I ask him what he wants for breakfast he says "rice, occoli (broccoli)." Then he demands more with his one spanish word (mas!) and says mas occoli and screams until he gets it at every meal. But EVERYBODY loves a good french fry from McD's and mommy is certainly no exception. So little L and I do enjoy ourselves a trip through the drive-through where I hear FRIES FRIES FRIES FRIES FRIES (repeat 100 times) from the backseat. It's really the little things.
That is all for now. There is much more to write about with Levi but let's be honest the only people who really want to hear it all are my parents so it's probably just easier to call.
Signing off!
Laura, Levi, and baby no name




