My poor neglected readers. This last year has been super busy - in good ways, thankfully! I've had so many things going on that my poor little blog has gone ignored. I had a moment in regards to my precious little boy that I thought I would share.
But first I have to show you how much this child loves our pets. Especially the kittens. I think he likes that they're little enough for him to pick up. ...unfortunately for them. There is a lot of "Pirate Baby, be gentle with the kitty." "Pirate Baby, don't hold the kitty by his neck." Pirate Baby, don't throw the kitty. Put him down SOFTLY."
He's catching on. I had to grab the camera and catch this sweet moment of him snuggling with one of the kittens. I was so proud of how gentle he was being.
That's pure joy right there. ...from the child. The kitten has very clearly had enough snuggling and is saying "Help me!"
We have been blessed with the most wonderful cool days almost the whole summer. I'm talking high 60's, low 70's. I believe it's our reward for the very long winter we had this year. Great temperatures up until this last week, when it suddenly jumped to a very muggy, humid 90. This weekend, it was much too hot to send the kids outside, so I sent them upstairs to play in their rooms.
Pirate Munchkin decided to play dress-up with her little brother. (I'm so glad she didn't put him in one of her princess or fairy costumes.) Isn't Pirate Baby the cutest little pirate ever?
I have a lot of friends who have kids around the same age as Pirate Baby. Potty training is a regular topic now. Most of the kids are either in the middle of or have even mastered it by now.
My son? Not even interested yet.
We're not the only ones. One of my friends from church has a little boy who is 2 weeks younger than my boy. She was so glad to know that we weren't there yet either. She has asked her youngest (who has the most incredible blue eyes you've ever seen, by the way!) if he wants to use the potty. He looks at her and says "No. I a baby."
I've mentioned to Pirate Baby that one day he'll use the potty like the rest of us - preparing him for the idea when he's ready. But he really doesn't care. He likes to be in the bathroom with his father or me, but it still seems to just be about companionship.
I'm in no rush.
When my Pirate Munchkin was his age, I had her little sister's diapers to change as well. With all those diapers in the house, potty training was a much bigger priority then. But this time? Meh. What's another diaper?
Yesterday, as I cupped my son's perfect little chin in my hand to look at his sweet face, I realized something. While life has a tendency to rush by, I've been greatly blessed. The last couple of years have passed by fairly slow. I waited 11 years for this little boy, and his babyhood has been a long, beautiful gift. So if he's not ready to be a full-fledged Big Boy yet, I'm good with that.
I'm glad to have my baby be a baby for just a little bit longer.
