Now that the holidays are over and things are more calm (well as calm as they ever are at our house...just wait) and Tavish has been three for a whole month now...here's what three is like...
At 40pounds and 40.5inches Tavish is officially the size of a four year old.
He is screaming a lot less and saying funny things a lot more.
He is potty trained except for naps and bedtime.
He pretty much refuses to ride his tricycle but likes his balance bike (he may never learn how to pedal).
Fartos and poopoos are hilarious and talked about often at home (and, let's face it, everywhere else too).
Like his parents, he
loves "chockwit" and frequently asks for it. for breakfast. and lunch. and dinner. and snacks.
He likes to play with his cars, trucks, trains and legos.
He loves to cuddle and read books as we tuck him into bed...and then ask if we will "sweep with me for just a minute".
Now that he is in a big boy bed (er, mattress on the floor now) he realized he can get out of said bed and come into ours almost every night at some point.
He will let me cuddle him most of the time and is good about giving hugs and kisses.
Sometimes when we are driving in the car he will ask to hold my hand (love it).
He has a new found joy in jumping off things and asking me to "come look!"
He still answers a lot of questions in the negative...even though he really wants/means the opposite.
He is starting to get a little sassy...saying "nuffing!" in a very crabby put-out voice among other sassiness.
He can also be grumpy and has "grumpy arms" and will announce "I'm grumpy"...sometimes for no apparent reason.
But he is a good helper and will put his toys away (when prompted, of course) and has little chores that he helps with around the house (he
loves to scrub the toilet...woohoo!)
He is enjoying his tumbling and swim classes at the rec center.
Every Sunday he grumbles about going to church but then has so much fun in Primary.
He still likes to hold things and take things to bed with him or if we are going somewhere (toys and kitchen utensils are the usual suspects) and often has a hard time getting in the car because his hands are so full of stuff.
Tavish loves to help me bake, especially if we are making cookies.
Lots of random observations but so far we like three!
The older he is getting the more fun we are having with him...here's to a fun year :)
The Cool House, so named by Tavish the first time we went and looked at it. I liked it so much (I never like any houses we look at) we bought it. And moved in. And we LOVE it. I never want to move again (sorry Sarah).
To celebrate Rafal's cousin Anita came down from NYC and we had a "windowsill party", the Polish version of a housewarming party. It involves lots of drinking and then more drinking. I actually didn't know we were having one until we were in the middle of it...I think Uncle Tom was just happy to have someone to drink with :) And isn't crazy how the orange-checkered couches match the blinds in the house??? it was meant to be...of course neither one are staying...
