Life with a 3 year old
Boy of steel
It's SuperJack!
Since I neglected to take a picture of Jack in his Buzz Lightyear costume this morning, I am substituting this damned cute one. Check out those muscles!
Fairytale boy
Jack is now full-on obsessed with princesses. We read the program from they Disney On Ice every night before bed. I arrived at his daycare yesterday to see him cloaked in a blanket. I thought it was a cape but, alas, it proved to be a princess dress with a clip holding it together. He had been insisting all day that he was Belle from Beauty & The Beast. I’m not quite sure how Belle became his favorite but I guess she has the same color eyes and hair as him… Apparently no one is allowed to have the same favorite princess. He stole my favorite! So I am now Cinderella. That feels about right. 
Jack has memorized all of the Disney princesses from the show we saw. He has bestowed a princess name upon everyone at daycare. And yes, I have explained that in the stories the boys are princes and the girls are princesses; however, whenever I try to tell Jack the “truth” about anything, he pretty much rolls his eyes at me and says, “MAAAA-OHM, I’m just pretending!” (I am scared of the teenaged years.)
This morning before we left the house Jack demanded to wear a pink princess dress…of course, Jack’s wardrobe consists mostly of pants and there is not a single dress or skirt to be found. *gasp* I will have to hit up the after-Halloween clearance sales I think. We can’t be royalty without ball gowns!
A New Take on an Old Obsession
Jack was asking me where his “little blue bug” was the other night and I had no freaking clue what he was talking about. To distract him, I pulled one of his monsters (aka Poe from Ugly Dolls) out of his toy bin and handed it to him. He gasped as if he were coming face to face with his long lost best friend! (At first he said Poe was an alien but then we decided it was a bat, or maybe an alien bat.) I also brought out Wedgehead because it was apparent that the monster obsession was going to be starting again. The two monsters slept with him that night and protected him from…uh, monsters, I guess.
Yesterday when I picked him up from daycare, Jack’s provider told me that Jack had insisted upon being called Batman all day. He would not go to the table for lunch unless he was called Batman. And his bat, who he has named Sharp, accompanied him everywhere.
Today is a bit overcast so I asked Jack if he would like to wear a hooded sweatshirt. He was not going for it at all so I told him, hey, guess what! Batman wears sweatshirts and suddenly he couldn’t get his arms in that hoodie fast enough. Once the hoodie was on, Jack realized the great possibilities that it opened up for him. We slid the hood on his head and suddenly Batman had his cape.
Now if I could convince him that Batman doesn’t wear diapers and only uses the potty…
Toddler actor studio
Jack loves to pretend. This weekend involved much pretend play and it cracked me up every time.
Dog – he purposefully spilled cheerios so that he could eat them off the floor. He also barks and licks.
Orc, wizard- He caught a bit of Lord of the Rings this weekend and he LOVED it. He immediately started hissing like an orc. He then held his hand (palm out) toward the television as the army’s horses sped down the mountain. I think he was trying to be Gandolf and helping the good army along with his powers.
Lion – This involves roaring and biting. It is not my favorite game, as he often ends up biting my butt.
Pirate – “Yarrgh! I’m pirate! I’m finding treasures!” The scrunchy face that goes along with this is funny on its own!
Fish – Laying belly-down in the bathtub, “Hey mama! I’m a fish! I’m swimmin’!”
Monsters under the bed – “Hey mama! Let’s go find monsters under bed!” He grabs my hand and drags me into his bedroom to look for monsters. He is really hoping to find some, too. Sometimes I can manage to throw one of his monster toys under the bed before he notices, but regardless he always claims (triumphantly) to find monsters hiding under there.
The dark days
We are in the dark days of the 18 month sleep regression. OMG, it’s horrible. Example: I arrived home from work at 5:30 yesterday and Joe was just putting Jack down for a nap. I said nothing but my mind was screaming “Noooooo! He’s going to wake up and then be up all niiiiiight!” He woke up around 9 and then was up until 1. Oh, and woke up at 8:30 this morning. Oy.
Today’s nap occured at 3:30 but lasted until 7:30. I am not even going to think about when he’s going to actually go to bed.
So Joe and I are walking around like zombies and TWICE now Jack has gotten by us with those damned crayons. His artwork can now be found on the same cabinets I cleaned a few nights ago, and on the dry bar cabinet, as well (oh, he has also decorated his blocks). We try to keep the crayons away from him when we can’t color with him, but he cries “coleeeeey!” over and over. He is obsessed.
I guess I would prefer this to the newborn days, and this does serve as a nice little reminder that I don’t want to go through that again any time soon. (That reminds me – I need to start that pack of BC pills!)
Jack is awfully cute and that helps. Today he got into a piece of mail and was having a ton of fun playing with the outer envelope that has an address window. He walked right up to me, stuck his hand in the envelope and then put his fingers to his mouth pretending to eat something. “MMMMMM!” he said, and then offered me some. I had no idea Chase sent tasty snacks in their credit card statements (or that Jack could pretend play).
[By the way, anyone have masthead skillz? I suck at photoshop and would love to personalize the layout a little. Email me if you want to help a mama out.]
