Jack @ 38 Months

Jack is a boy.  This is obvious, but I really have to keep reminding myself of this fact.  When he’s throwing himself around the living room banging into everything, climbing all over me and Mark until we can’t stand it anymore, banging everything, yelling, dumping a whole bucket of sand over his head, etc. I just have to remember he is a boy.  I am still getting used to the boy thing.  I didn’t have brothers and had no idea what it would be like.

I’m really enjoying him more and more the older he gets.  He says the funniest things, with such sincerity. About Todd of the group Selah, when seen in a video: “He doesn’t have any hair!  Well, he will have to go get some at the store.” I keep making the mistake of thinking that I’m communicating with a reasonable human being though. He acts so reasonable sometimes, it’s deceiving. But, he’s three and still prone to getting really upset about things like me cutting his muffin in half to cool it off.

Still finding anything to do with the potty totally hopeless.  I just have to let it go and stop talking about it until we can find a way to make it important to him.  I’d like to buy something he REALLY wants and putting it in sight but out of reach until he starts to use the potty.

We’re working hard on not using his “bossy voice” at playgrounds and when playing with friends.  It’s a hard lesson to learn, that he cannot control everything and everyone around him.  He gives the sun a terrible scolding when it shines in his eyes while in the car.  “Stop shining me!!!”