Every morning when I check out which shoes I am going to wear, Boone needs to try them on as well. Calder used to do this a lot too and has gotten back into the habit since Boone has become interested. I personally think they look pretty cute on him.
|Boone's cousin, Nash|
Boone is starting to speak so clearly. He is finished with saying things like "momdad" which he used regularly when he wanted both of our attention and now says things like, "This is so delicious, right Mom?" and "I fill Dawsie's bucket." (I totally recommend this book!)
We have cut out Boone's nap which is where the suppertime naps are coming from. It wasn't an easy decision to transition him. We continue to feel bad that without a nap Boone is crashing at any time of day, in any sort of place (the floor, the stairs, the table, the bed, the van, etc.). The night that drove the "no nap" point home most clearly came shortly before the Easter break. Hugh and Calder were out at an event and I was home with the younger two. Boone had napped that day, but I put him down at the usual time (7 pm) and could still hear him fooling around shortly after 8 pm. Shortly after 9 pm I heard Boone giggling and was a bit put off. I thought he had actually fallen asleep since it had been an hour since I heard him. As I listened I could hear a second voice giggling. My heard skipped a beat. I was home alone. As I listened to the second round of giggling I turned irate. It was Lawson. My best estimate would have had her asleep for over two hours. When I got to their rooms at the end of the hall, Boone was pulling Lawson's door shut. Before I could even get a word out, he said, "Don't worry, Mom. I not bugging Lawson. I playing with her." He wasn't lying. Lawson was not being bugged. She didn't let out a single crying having been awakened in the middle of her night.
No more naps for you, Boone.
Please make note of the "He wasn't lying" above. This is a big deal. Boone's pants start on fire almost every time we ask him a question. You might be thinking, "How cute?", but it was so bad that I was actually concerned. My blogging friend, Shaunacy runs a series called #whatmomsgoogle and for weeks all I could think about googling was 'lying toddler sociopath'. Oh, boy. Thankfully before I did, I was expressing concerns for my burnt pants boy at work one day and a coworker told me that a toddler lying is a sign of intelligence. That is definitely it. Boone is just really smart. Phew. I will not be googling anything to confirm (or deny) that truth.