Alisha's Little Corner of the World: December 2012

One of the girls I work with had this emailed to her a few days ago. We could here her snorting and giggling to it while she was reading it, and I did the exact same thing once she sent it to me. It's all just so very true! (I changed "cat" to "dogs" and "brother" to "friends" since that's what we have)

46 Reasons My Three Year Old Might be Freaking Out

Some of these are total guesses. Educated guesses, but guesses nonetheless. Seems like it’s hard being a kid.
His sock is on wrong.
His lip tastes salty.
His shirt has a tag on it.
The car seat is weird.
He’s hungry, but can’t remember the word “hungry.”
Someone touched his knee.
He’s not allowed to get in the oven.
I picked out the wrong pants.
His friend looked at him.
His friend didn’t look at him.
His hair is heavy.
We don’t understand what he said. (accompanied by "Ugh! Mom!" and a face-palm in most instances)
He doesn’t want to get out of the car.
He wants to get out of the car by himself.
The batteries ran out in his tablet.
His sleeve is touching his thumb.
He doesn’t understand how popsicles are made.
The inside of his nose stinks.
Chicken is gross.
A balloon he got six months ago is missing.
A puzzle piece won’t fit in upside down.
I gave him the wrong blue crayon. (or the white crayon won't color on the white paper)
The gummi vitamin is too firm.
Netflix is slow.
He jumped off the sofa and we weren’t watching.
He’s not allowed to touch fire.
Everything is wrong with his coat.
There’s a patch of snow within a 70 mile radius.
A shoe should fit either foot.
I asked him a question.
His friend is talking.
He can’t lift a pumpkin.
He can’t have my keys.
The dog is in his way.
The dog won’t let him touch its eyeball.
The inside of his cheek feels rough.
Things take too long to cook.
He has too much food in his mouth.
He sneezed.
He doesn’t know how to type.
The vaccuum is going to eat him.
His mom is taking a shower.
Someone knocked over his tower.
He got powdered sugar on his pants.
The yogurt won’t stay on his spoon.
EVERYTHING IS TOO HOT.

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I know I haven't posted in a good long while ... I've been super busy. That's all there is to it. I will endeavor to do better, but at least there's one now, right? Right? Lookin' at you, Dad.

Anyway, Paxton turned 3 years old, 3 weeks ago. I'm not entirely sure how this happened, since it doesn't seem like 3 years have passed since this. But, sadly, or happily, 3 years have passed and Paxton is most definitely not a baby anymore, and most definitely a little man.

We ended up having Paxton's birthday party on his actual birthday this year even though it was on a Sunday because we had my work Christmas party on the Friday, then Jay's work Christmas party on the Saturday and I didn't think I could pull off all 3 events within a 24 hour period. As it was, it was still a super busy weekend and I arrived at work the Monday after feeling like I hadn't had a weekend at all. The bonus to having it on Sunday was that my Dad was back in Canada in time to attend, so we only had to have 1 party this year. Wahoo! (we usually end up having 2 birthday parties and 4 Christmases in December)

Thank you again to everyone who was able to make it for Paxton's birthday. He didn't have a nap, so he was a bit grumpy, but it was a good time nonetheless. And a big giant thank you again to Kristy for making Paxton's cake for him. It looked AMAZING! And it tasted really good too :)

At 3 years old, Paxton:

has a really good vocabulary. Dr. Herbert was very impressed with how clearly he speaks and how he speaks in complete sentences when I took him for his checkup .
is fully potty-trained ... even at night! Even though it was the worst week of my life back in August, I'm so glad that it's over with. Dr. Herbert was also very impressed about this.
has a cavity :( We went to the Dr. Goth earlier this month and the cavity was discovered because he did so much better this year than last year (last year he refused to open his mouth for Dr. Goth). The filling was a no-go since Paxton sat up after about 2 minutes, took his safety glasses off, announced, "I'm done," and climbed off the chair. No amount of coaxing from me, Auntie Kinsey or Dr. Goth would get him back in the chair. So, rather than scar him for life, we are postponing the filling until he's a bit older since it's not really bothering him.
weighs 38 1/2 pounds and is 41 inches tall. He's wearing 3T stuff now, but I think he'll be moving in to 4T stuff by summer. I don't ever think he's big for a 3-year-old until I see him around other kids his age. He must get it from his Grandpas.
still calls his Aunties "Honey." He's been doing it for a while now and loves to see "Honey Kinsey." He's informed me that she's his "girlfriend" now. Ahem. It's pretty cute though.
is trying to be Mr. Independent more and more ... and oftentimes to my dismay. He's wanting to put his own clothes on (I came upstairs from wrapping presents yesterday and he had his Hulk jammies on, but the shirt was backwards and the pants were on backwards and inside out), brush his teeth (I still finish them off), get his own food out of the fridge/cupboards, get DVDs out (this is a constant battle since he knows he's not allowed to take them out of the case ... so he'll just "open" them and hand them over), etc. It's so much easier/faster for me to still do things for him and sometimes I wonder if I'm putting him at a disadvantage because of my impatience, but I endeavor to let him do things on his own more.
loves "The Grinch." He's watched both versions about 50 bazillion times over the last few months, and it's his favorite bedtime story. I think it's probably because he makes me stop at both points in the story when the Whos are singing and sing "Welcome Christmas" with him. I almost have the whole story memorized and Paxton is getting there too. He was reciting parts of it to me last night before I started reading it.
loves to run, jump and generally be a busy boy. I was thinking of putting him in gymnastics this winter, but with it being my busiest time of year at work I put it off. But probably in the spring.
still tells me that snow it "yucky," but seems more inclined to play in it than last year. We haven't had much of it so far, but now that we have a bit we'll probably be out in it more. Jay's Dad bought Paxton a "GT racer" thing for his birthday so we'll have to hit up the Sugar Bowl one of these days to try it out. I think I need to get him a helmet first though ... yes I know I never wore one as a child, but I'll probably get judged if I don't make my kid wear one. And that just won't do.
is a super huge fan of superheroes. He loves "The Guys" (Justice League) and the Avengers and now that we've signed up for Netflix (yes, welcome to 2004 for us) he's getting in to Spiderman. X-Men and Fantastic 4. Hulk and Batman are his current favorites, but he can name pretty much all of them now. And I've learned far more about superheroes in the last 6 months than ever before in my life. I can also name all of them now.
is still a chicken fingers and fries maniac. And hot dogs. He goes crazy for hot dogs. He'll also eat chicken breasts, but still isn't a fan of other meats. Occasionally we can get him to eat ham or turkey if we tell him it's chicken, but roast beef and steak are usually no-go's.
loves to sing. He'll make up little songs while he's playing quite frequently and they usually have pretty hilarious lyrics.
is a joy! Even though he exasperates me on a daily basis I wouldn't change him for the world and hope he knows how much we love him!