School bus

Forgot this in the previous post...

About a month ago we were sitting at a stop light and were next to a little red van that had "OURDAY PRESCHOOL" printed on the side of it. I told Adam that was the "bus" for his school. (I don't know if they really use it as a bus or what it's for really...). Fast forward to today and a regular school bus drove by our house. Adam said "That's not my little red bus. That bus is for big kids!".

i just can't believe his memory!

Funny things said

I wish I could remember all the funny things Adam says in a day! Yesterday, I was driving home from the library and Adam says "I got a small arm!" I was like 'Uh-oh! Who noticed?" So I asked "what Buddy?". He said "I don't got a big arm, I got a small arm. Mommy, can you get my cup with your big arm?" Oh - OK! He couldn't reach his cup that had fallen next to his car seat.

The other night he wanted to read his own bedtime story. He chose to read "Little Bunny Follows His Nose." It went something like this. "Hi Little Bunny! Listen! Oh, I see peaches! (scratch and sniffs) Ewww!! Too yucky! Oh, Hi Guy! Listen! I'm going over there. Squirrel. What are you doing in the tree squirrel? You have pine cones in there? Let me smell! Eww! Stinky! Listen! I'm going home. I smell yucky cookies! (hee hee hee). Little Bunny is going to bed. The End."

Adam got another time-out in the Sprouts Room yesterday, this time for pushing and hitting. They ladies said they thought it might have been due to a bunch of crazy boys in there and he was influenced by them but after a talking to and time out, he was fine. They said he was good today (the crazies weren't there). BUT, when we went to go play out in the lobby, Adam stood all the way at the top of the clubhouse/slide thing and spit. I saw it fly al the way down toward me. So I ran up to the top, grabbed him and left. He continued to spit all the way to the car and even on the window once I got him in his seat. Uggh! If he even hears you mention the word "spit" (like when I was telling Dave about it), he starts.

On a cuter note, he walked to the Sprouts room holding hands with a little girl named Allison whose mom is in my work-out class. It was so stinking cute watching them walking down the hall, hand-in-hand!

Tomorrow is Open House at his preschool tomorrow! Next week is the real deal! He's been in undies and pants almost 2 weeks now so I guess he's officially potty trained (and he's been staying dry at night too!).

No Thank You

Those are Adam's favorite words lately. It's soo hard to get frustrated with him when he's so polite!
Hey Adam! Wanna go to the store with me?
No thank you! Stay home.

Adam, would you like some lunch?
No thank you...I'm not hungry.

This morning he was cracking me up. He came into our room and asked Dave to help him take off his PJ's and get dressed. No getting in bed and hanging out for a while. He left and I got up and got dressed. As I was leaving our bedroom, Adam was coming back in and said his stomach was grumbly and he was hungry. I asked what he was doing while I was getting dressed and he said he let the dogs out. "You know, MoMo and Kirby?" Umm..yeah - i know the dogs names. As I was getting his breakfast ready, he let the dogs back in and said he had to feed them. That's a first! Then he was just a chatterbox all morning. He's very into puzzles these days and can do the 25 piecers by himself. He'll put a couple pieces together then say "something goes here" and looks for the next piece. It's just fun to listen to.

We went apple picking on Friday with Jen. Adam loved it and ate a couple apples that day but I think the novelty wore off and he hasn't wanted any more. Guess I gotta learn how to make a pie for Dave. :)

Sprouts room

Forgot to put this in the last post and I have told a few of you the story already but it's pretty funny.

Last Friday when I picked up Adam from the Sprouts room, I asked him what he did while he was there. He started off with his normal "I do puzzles, color, slide...and I get a time out".
Me:"A time out? Like you had to go sit somewhere by yourself?"
Adam: "Yeah. I sit in a chair"
Me: "Well, what did you do to get a time out?"
Adam: " I scream like this! AHHHHHH! AHHHHHH!! MOMMMY MOMMYY! {{{SCREAMS}}}!!!"
Me: "OK! I get the picture. DId you stop screaming?"
Adam: "Yeah"

Funny thing is - the staff said nothing to me about it. I talked to one before I went to pick him up and she asked if I had taken a peek at "Dr.Adam". Apparently he had dressed up in the doctor costume and she told him to introduce himself to the other kids as Dr. Adam which she said he did. 2 minutes later when I got there, he was putting on a construction worker vest. I guess it wasn't a big enough deal to mention.

Yesterday when I picked him up, I asked him if he had fun.
Yeah.
Were you a good boy today or did you get another timeout?
Yes....No.....Maybe!
OKaaayyy....Did you get a timeout?
Nooo. There was a baby in the Sprouts room today!
Were you nice to the baby?
NO!
What did you do to the baby?
{{{no comment}}} Where's my cup?


When we got home, I told Dave to ask him about the baby. Once again he said he wasn't nice. Dave asked him again what happened. He thought he said something about taking away Buzz but were not so sure. Hard to get a full story from an almost 3 year old! And nothing from the frazzled looking staff who told us only 3 people could be in there at a time picking up our kids.

August AFP/ultrasound and randoms

Adam had his quarterly tests done last Wednesday. He has got the ultrasound routine down! He walked right in the room and started to get up on the table before the tech even had the sheet down to lay on! Once up there, he lifted his shirt and just laid there patiently (watching Clifford) while the tech got the machine ready (which took a little while because the power outage the night before). He watched some of the belly pictures and asked if that was his lunch in there (noo - just your liver and kidneys - and some gas). He was so good that he didn't even need a lollipop (although he asked and I said he had to wait). After the tech praised him for being so good and asked him if he could be her patient all day, we went to wait for his blood draw. I guess they only had one phlebotomy tech that morning. She came out about 5-10 minutes later and asked if Adam had done this a lot and if he was pretty good. She said she had a 16 year old boy back there who had lost it and if we would mind if he watched how well a 3 year old did. I said he still screams when the needle goes in but that's about itl. She said she didn't know what else to do so she talked to the kid. She came back and said he was too embarrassed to stay and watch but would listen from another room. Great! Of course Adam started yelling as soon as she got the rubber band around his arm but she stuck him soo quick it was over before we knew it. Then he continued to cry a little because he didn't like the crayon bandaid. Hopefully the quickness of it all helped with the 16 year old.

Results came back later in the week: Afp is 2.5 and ultrasound clear.

Adam has really gotten into wanting to play hide and seek. I think he learned a little from some of the kids at the Community Center. Only problem is, he wants you to go hide - but only where he wants you to hide. He was getting so mad at Dave the other day for not hiding in the bathroom! When you tell him to go hide, he hides while you're counting but as soon as you say "ready or not, here I come!" he comes running out towards you screaming. It's pretty darn funny!

We have (finally) been making Adam go to sleep on his own. We used to lay in bed with him until he fell asleep. Now once we finish reading books we turn on his night music/sounds, turn the light on in the hall, then we sit in our room or his playroom until he goes to sleep. He plays for a good half hour or so but it is soo fun to listen to...and he doesn't leave his room. Then it gets quiet and he's sound asleep.

Did I mention this kid's memory?

I had to deliver some vet gifts for work a couple weeks ago and as we were driving to Laura's (my "boss"), Adam said he didn't want to hit his head on the table. Months ago when we were there to pick up deliveries, Adam had started to throw a fit, sat on the floor, and bonked his head on the corner of a filing cabinet.

About a month ago, Adam and I visited Bumma and Pa. When we were driving away, Adam asked if the duckies were still there. We had just passed the house that had baby ducks on Mother's Day!

He can point out the 2 sets of train tracks on 270 from our house to Sawmill Rd. without us warning him train tracks are coming.

Everyday we drive by the Sports Complex where we sat and saw fireworks and Adam has to say he saw fireworks there...and now firetrucks as well from "Touch a Truck" day.

There have been a couple of other things where I have been "WOW! How does he remember stuff like that??" but since my memory is not as good as his, I can't write them down right now. ;)

ABC's

Adam is getting really good at his upper case letters. He actually did them all by himself before I got out the camera..and he got them all right in his Star Wars ABC book tonight. The camera must have made him nervous. :)
Gotta love the ending!

What the??

Yesterday, Adam was taking a little longer than usual in the bathroom so I went to check on him. Wanna know what he was doing?? Sitting on the seat with one foot in the toilet! I don't know why and I was too busy rushing him to the soap to ask.

Today, he went into the bathroom and locked the door. I kept hearing something that sounded like his stool being pushed around but he had moved his stool out to the kitchen sink. I asked him what was going on and he said he was cleaning. (Earlier today he had kicked me off the toilet only to pee like Daddy from the side of the toilet and pee on the wall, seat, and some in the toilet which I had to clean up). I thought the noise I had heard was him rummaging through the cabinet for cleaner. I finally got him to unlock the door and he was standing there sloshing the plunger around. Where does he get these ideas?? I had to clean again...

Tonight, Adam was sitting on my shoulders on the couch playing with my hair. He told Dave there were ghosts in our hair. I started cracking up! I had told Adam earlier that ghosts are in "here" (pointing to my head) - in our imagination. Forgetting he doesn't know what that means - ghosts are in our hair.

Some of Adam's favorite expressions lately: "Ohhh - that's crazy!" (or" that's silly"), "awesome!" (or "that's awesome"), "hmmm, that's strange".