Mother's Day 2009

Doesn't really need any explanation, I think.

3 Year Doc's Appt

Matthew was extremely well behaved at his doctor's appointment this morning - the Three Year Well Child visit. Of course, no immunizations always helps, but he was friendly, which is not always a given these days, listened closely and did exactly what the doctor and the nurse asked him to do.

The stats, for those of you playing along at home, are as follows:

Height - 37.5 inches (60th percentile)
Weight - 32.2 pounds (60th percentile too - WOO HOO!)
BMI - 16 (normal)
Blood pressure - 84/58 (also normal)
Diagnosis - well

Other than the flu shot in the fall, this was Matthew's first visit to the doc's since his two year well child appointment! We have a healthy little boy on our hands. They tested his hearing and vision (both fine) and recommended we take him to a dentist in the near future. Asked a bunch of developmental questions and it was all good.

The best part came at the end: Dr. Suzanne had LOLLIPOPS.

The What Happens If Stage

Most kids go from the NO! stage as toddlers to the Why? stage as preschoolers. Matthew has officially entered the What Happens If stage. We rarely get a "why is the sky blue?" type question, but at least 30,000 times a day, Matt Matt starts a sentence with, "What happens if..."

For example, we found a gas leak near our meter the other day (a whole other blog post, in and of itself) and had to have it shut off and fixed. When Atmos came out to turn everything back on, Matthew was fascinated with the fellow who had to traipse through the house, turning everything back on, relighting pilot lights and testing all the appliances.

"What happens if the man doesn't come down from the attic?"

"Well, he'd end up living up there and attics are not fun to live in. Especially in Texas. He is working and has to finish up here and go to his next job."

"What happens if he doesn't go to his next job?"

"He'd probably get into trouble."

"What happens if he gets into trouble?"

"He won't be able to help other people get their gas turned back on."

"What happens if other people don't get their gas turned back on?"

ad infinitum.

It takes every ounce of my self control not to lean down and say DID MOMMY EVER TELL YOU ABOUT THE TIME SHE KILLED A MAN IN PRISON FOR ASKING QUESTIONS?

Happy Birthday, Matt Matt!

From this:

to this:

to this:

and now this:

Happy third birthday, kiddo!
I love you.

Mommy is a princess!

Chris just provoked this memory of Christmas and I wanted to write it down so that I.never.forget.it.

When I put my paper crown on after we opened our Christmas crackers, Matt Matt looked at me and said in a tone of complete wonderment and awe, "Mommy is a princess!" (We had just seen a Dora episode a few days before where she briefly became a princess. I suspect that is where this came from.)

Whenever Matt Matt is being a total booger, I'm going to think back to the moment when he thought I was a beautiful princess and find my Happy Place there.

Mommy Finish Line

So every day, or so it seems, Matt Matt invents a new game to play. A few days ago, it was Mommy Finish Line - a personal favorite, but I am biased. I have to kneel next to his crib and wait for him to run over to me, hopping over various toys and stuffed animals and such. I lift him up in the air, kiss him and put him back down on the floor, in order to do it all over again. No idea where he came up with it, but I love it.

Three years old is SO much more fun than two years old was. Sure, we still get tantrums and so forth but they are fewer and further between, and he's so good at entertaining himself (and us) nowadays.

Magamet

You know, the metal discs that stick to other pieces of metal - magamets!