Meet Fred

Just leaving Turlock, where we spent the afternoon with an old boss of mine. Logan had fun playing in a bouncy house and hanging out with all the horses and calves. As we were leaving, Logan said, "Goodbye horsies! I'll ride you next time!" :)

Soccer Time

GOAAAAAALLLLLLLL!!!!!!

34 months old

Logan woke up the other night crying. Normally he's actually having some sort of bad dream, but this time he was asking for his spider (a toy he got from Molly's birthday party last weekend, which we had hung up on the porch with the other spiders/web/Halloween decorations).

He wanted the spider to join him in bed for the night.

Weirdo.

Another month has passed, and we've definitely had our hands full. It's not even due to the recent activities in our lives, although those certainly add to the chaos.

It's Logan's persistence at being himself. He has to wear his running shoes. He has to have his red socks. He insists on his dinosaur shirt. No, his Buzz Lightyear shirt. No, his monster shirt. He wants his underwear on ONLY. Where is his shark hat? (all of which can make for an exhausting morning ritual, let me tell you).

He flips out if I open his granola bar packaging BEFORE we get into the car. He wants to feed the dogs their dinner and screams at me if I do it without him. He wants to watch a movie while laying in our bed, not on the couch. He wants to play ball outside and wants me to play with him. He has to open his lunch box all by himself even if it takes him an HOUR. He wants the window up, no down, no up, now the sunroof please.

Basically anything and everything. He has his own mind about how something should be done and if it's not done just so, his world falls apart. It's a constant guessing game too, because every day he changes it up.

Because he's become so demanding, I've been working on his manners more and more. I don't allow every little demand he makes, but I will be more forgiving if he's polite. "Yes please" or "No thank you" or the biggie, "Can I be excused from the table?" He's making some progress but there is still work to be done.

Lots and lots and LOTS of work.

Which is okay. Since we're enjoying this challenge immensely. Every single day.

Randomness

I really like the big ass vanity plate message on the little ass Smart car. :)

Overheard at the local Subway today while waiting in line for my sandwich: "I have a very dainty mouth" (said by a pretty big burly guy to his lunch mate).

It's 2am

Most people are just heading home after a fun Friday night out drinking, dancing and partying.

I'm up at 2am synching my iPhone (with a few new apps to play with), while waiting for my baby to fall back to sleep.

Ahhhh yes. Our days (and nights) sure have changed over the years.

Second Loganism of the day

Can we win?

Logan says this when he actually means "Can we play [a game]?" The competitor in me loves this, of course. ;-)

Loganism of the day

Logan pulled me to the game closet and pointed up to the top shelf where I keep his play-doh kits and asked me to bring them down. It was getting late and he's got several other toys already strewn about the dining table to play with so I told him no, he had enough to play with for the night and we could do play-doh another night.

He heaved a big sigh, walking back to the dining table to return to his toys.

But I like play-doh. Don't say no to me!