3 1/2.
Yeah, I said it. he's like an a tiny adult with an attitude, but wears SpongeBob underwear and t-shirts with sayings like, "My Dad Rocks". He has found his voice and will ask a million things/say the craziest things.
Yeah, I said it. he's like an a tiny adult with an attitude, but wears SpongeBob underwear and t-shirts with sayings like, "My Dad Rocks". He has found his voice and will ask a million things/say the craziest things.
Just when I thought the days were getting easier...... He can feed himself, dress himself, help with chores, communicate his needs/wants/fears....
It doesn't get easier folks. Now are the days of "why", "how come", "where do babies come from" "why do boys have pee pees and girls don't?"
I'm telling you, I don't know how to answer some of these questions and everyday I get blindsided by what he's going to ask. Every. Day.
Keep in mind I do work 40hrs a week, so once I pick him up from daycare, until the time he goes to bed, I get asked a million things. The things he says makes me literally laugh out loud.
So I made a list, since I am the queen of lists. These are the kind of questions/statements I get asked today.
"Why you lookin at me like that daddy Gilbert?"
*cartoon character falls off a cliff*
Jack- "oh no, the party's over."
*hands me a spatula*
Jack- "here, let's flip krabby patties."
"mommy i'm boring." (I'm bored)
Jack-"can I have a snack"
Me-"no, not right now."
Jack-"because you never fun."
"why are all the girl toys pink? Some like purple."
"I'm thankful for snowmans today because it's almost cwismas."
"this is ridiculous."
I love him.
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