bossy

Andy used to need some work on his manners.

For example, when you were in his way, he came up to you and shoved you and said, "Move it!"

Now he's quite a little gentleman.

He came up to me yesterday, shoved me and said, "Excuse me."

oops

Andy received some ABC blocks for his birthday. The A block has an apple and the B block has a bumble bee and so forth.

"Andy, what starts with B?" I made the sound: "Buh....."

He said, "Bee." Then he said, "Bus." I was so proud of him.

Then I got the A block and made the sound. "What starts with aah?"

He said, "Ass."

birthday

On the morning of Andy's second birthday I heard him wake up, went into his room and sang "Happy Birthday" to him. He was down in his crib rolling around with his blanket and his bunny, Boomba.

I said, "Andy, it's your birthday!"

He looked up and said, "Cake."

fungus amungus

This morning we were reading one of Andy's picture books and there was a picture of some mushrooms. Andy recognized them, pointed to them and said, "Mushrooms".

I said, "Yes. Mushrooms." And then explained to him that when we see mushrooms in the yard, we kick them. (I came up with this so he can have fun kicking up wild mushrooms, rather than being tempted to eat them.)

He looked at me questionably and I repeated, "We kick mushrooms when we see them!"

His face immediately clouded up and he started to cry. I asked him what was wrong and he said, tearfully, "Kick mushrooms...."

He felt sorry for them.

big weekend

It was indeed a big weekend. We took Andy to the cabin at Piedmont Lake for an overnight. He's been before, but he was a one-year-old. This summer he's a two-year-old. And it makes all the difference.

He caught his first fish. (With a little help from Daddy.) This is huge, because Shawn lives to fish and has been waiting to catch a fish with his son since we saw the wiener on the ultrasound screen. Andy also has no fear of the water and, with his life jacket safely on, leaped right off the end of the dock, which is over two feet above the water. It's a big leap.

The cutest part of the weekend was his first kayak ride. Saturday evening I put his life jacket on and plopped him between my legs in my kayak and we went for his very first paddle. Whenever I stopped he said, "Keep paddling!" and pointed out every other boat on the lake. I couldn't see his face but Shawn said he was beaming.

We were just paddling back to the dock when he suddenly exclaimed, "I love boats!"

insulted

I'm sitting here on the couch next to Andy, who just pointed to me and said to his father, "Mommy has a moustache."

Seriously? Should I be waxing?