People often say that boys and girls are different. As a baby, it was hard to tell. Now, as my boy is reaching toddlerhood (is there an exact point to when toddlerhood begins and babyhood ends?), I'm starting to see more and more that he's definitely a dude.
Story #1:
As I'm just lying around on the floor in his room, he "sneaks" up behind me and puts his finger in my crack and then laughs. This has happened multiple times... I don't want to know what he does with his finger afterward. As a responsible mother, I should wash it...
Story #2:
I like to turn around when I'm at a light and see what Luke's doing in the back seat. When I was driving home today, he had his finger up his nose. When I said "Lucas...", he took his finger out of his nose and put it in his mouth. I continued driving and ignored it...
Story #3:
This morning, I heard him clanking on something upstairs. At first I thought it was the file boxes we left in our room. After a while, it finally dawned on me that the clanging was too loud to be boxes. I peeked in our room and noticed that he wasn't there. Then it hit me! He had climbed over our makeshift "stopper" that divided him from the bathroom and was clanging on the toilet seat. When I went in, water had already surrounded his shirt, arms, floor, and seat. Grossed out, I wiped him clean to the best of my ability.
In a future blog, I have to write about what a great kid he is. He is truly a great kid... with quite ze personality. I love him to death!
Don't let this picture fool you, he's a TRUE DUDE and not that innocent!