Sunday, June 28, 2015

Almost THREE!

Mason has grown like a weed in the last few months! He has shot up more than two inches!
None of his pants fit him length wise, but they are all still too big in the waist.
He has awful separation anxiety. He never had stranger danger and never cared if I left until just after the new year. He suddenly screams (and I mean SCREAMS) and cries the entire time I'm gone, even when he is with family. I don't know what to do...I hope it's just a phase.
He is completely obsessed with Ninja Turtles. He owns every weapon, toy and mask that has ever been made.
He likes the hall light off while we say nightly prayers, but he likes it turned back on in order to go to sleep. The other night he asked me to turn it on for him, so I did and he said, "Thanks mom, that makes me feel safe." Melts my heart.






He loves to eat! He loves watermelon, hot dogs, noodles of any kind, homemade granola, peas, chicken nuggets (which he calls "chicken-in-nuggets"), Costco pizza, cheeseburgers and milk.
He hates carrots, he literally gags on them and broccoli.
He sleeps great! Usually goes to bed around 8:00 and sleeps until around 8:00 every morning.
He wears 3T shorts, 4T shirts and still a size 10 shoe.



He loves riding his bike! Most days I just sit outside and watch him ride around our cul-de-sac until his little legs just can't go anymore.
He'll eat anything if it is covered in ranch dressing.
He doesn't love the texture of mashed potatoes.
Every night that daddy is home before bedtime Mason will grab a bunch of books and make him read to him.








He has a thing for pockets!
He LOVE LOVE LOVES Jake and the Neverland Pirates. He knows every song word for word and desperately wants a pirate sword for his birthday.






He would shower 5 times a day if I let him.
He finally stopped biting his nails. I cut his nails for the first time in probably a year!
He goes potty without telling me (finally).
He knows his alphabet. L-M-N-O-P still sounds hilarious!
He wrote MOM on my Mother's Day card!

He can count without skipping any numbers up to 14. Then he usually starts counting 20, 21, 26, 30!
He hates when I wear my hair up. He says, "Oh no! Your hair isn't pretty!"
He always comes and snuggles in bed with me after daddy leaves for work in the morning.








He likes to try and wash his own hair and clip his own nails.
He hates wearing jeans. They usually last about 10 minutes on his body, then he'll sneak into his room and change into basketball shorts. Definitely takes after his dad.
He loves Cafe Rio. Whenever I make chicken I'll just tell him it's from Cafe Rio and he'll eat it.





He has a major crush on his aunt Sugar and his cousin Charity.
He loves to play in his pool (and couldn't care less that it is freezing).
He loves to do flips onto his beanbag.
He has a major attachment to both of his blankets.
He loves to brush his teeth and owns 5 toothbrushes.



He has a very sensitive gag reflex. When we go to the grocery store (near the mink farm) it usually reeks like a dog pooed on a skunk and Mason gags to the point of throwing up. 
Lately he has loved napping again. He will just tell me that he is tired and he wants a nap, then he'll lay down and just go to sleep! Where was this behavior almost three years ago?
He has more energy than any child I know!
He loves to ride his scooter.
He loves to play basketball, and basketball in the pool is even cooler.



He knows all of his colors.
He is getting better at recognizing shapes and letters.
He wrote his name all by himself for the first time on Brad's Father's Day card.


If I say something he doesn't agree with (like it's time for bed) he will tell me it is a bad word and it makes Jesus sad. I try so hard no to laugh.
He has asked multiple times if Jesus can have a sleepover at our house and if Jesus is funny.
He still hates nursery and ends up in Primary with us every Sunday.
He loves animals.
He loves to help daddy mow the lawn.
We have been working on getting him to listen better when mommy and daddy ask him to do something. It has kind of backfired though...when he is trying to talk to me and I am busy doing something else he will say, "Mom, are you listening to me???"



Two days ago he hated bugs. He would run in the house if he even saw one. Then he woke up yesterday morning, found a few bugs in his pool and suddenly thought they were great. Now every bug he sees is, "so cool!" (including wasps...)
He likes to bring ladybugs in the house. I find them dead all over!
He LOVES his puppy! He rarely refers to him by his name, usually just calls him "puppy."



Mason has discovered my "feminine products" drawer in the bathroom. Almost every time I go to the bathroom he'll slide a tampon under the door to me and ask me if I need a "toot-toot." No idea why he calls them that, but he does. And he is always asking me what they are for. I just tell him they are for mommies so he told me, and I quote, "I want Ninja Turtle mini pads for my birthday." Ok Bubba, I'll get right on that. HA!
The other day I heard him screaming and crying in my bathroom and went running to find that he had stuck a mini pad to HIS manhood. It was bad. He was in tears, I had to grab my camera before helping him and I was holding back laughter. It took about ten minutes and A LOT of lotion to unstick it from him. He swore he would NEVER do it again. I can't wait to show his wife those pictures one day!!!!


He folds his arms EXACTLY like daddy does when he is waiting for something!
He dresses up like Batman on a daily basis. We have been to the store more than once in that outfit.
He loves hanging out at Daddy's office and plays with all of his tools.


 We haven't started swimming lessons yet, but this boy has figured out how to swim! He loves to hold his breath and swim under the water!


He doesn't like to get in the lake. He is scared that he can't touch the bottom.


He LOVES black licorice. GROSS.





He loves to be outside and we love that we live in a place with lots of big open spaces for him to run and play!! 





He likes to pick out his own outfit every day, especially his undies.
He says his own prayers every night and ALWAYS blesses his Uncle Jantzen first. Always.
Every time I go outside to water the flowers he comes with me...so he can run through the water.
He always says "my" instead of "I." For example, "My want that." "My love this." "My share with you." "My go to primary with you?" It is hilarious. 
He has made lots of friends in our neighborhood and is always wanting to go play.
He won't hesitate to let you know if you've said a bad word (like stupid). HAHA
He asks, "What is this?" or "What's him doin'?" or "What is that?" CONSTANTLY!


He still climbs everything.
Mommy is his favorite (obviously).
He gets very possessive of me, especially when daddy kisses or hugs me.


I cannot believe he is almost three! He is the sweetest troublemaker I've ever known and I'm glad he is mine!!!


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