He is starting to really dislike church. The 2:30 p.m. start time is really cramping his style! Greg and I have noticed that Lance is normally quite cranky and groggy in the afternoon once he wakes up from his nap. But a few hours later, especially after dinner, he is such a happy, talkative, cheerful little guy. He really gets going at about 8:30 at night. And just about the time I am trying to get him ready for bed, he is in cuteness overload. I don't know what the deal is. All I know is that from 2:30 to 5:30, Lance isn't at his best. And he doesn't want to be at church. Ugh!
Lance has learned to say this cute phrase, "It's in the kitchen." Except he says it all fast like it is one word: "itsinthekitchen." So whenever I say, "Where's your binkie?" He has lately been saying, "itsinthekitchen." It is the cutest thing!! There are quite a few questions that I ask him and he appropriately says it's in the kitchen. But tonight while I was putting his pajamas on and playing with him on my bed, I said, "Lance, where's my nose?" And he quickly said, "itsinthekitchen"...
We laughed and laughed at that one.
He's been super interested in little cars lately. In fact, he's been chasing Owen around the house trying to get the one car that Owen is holding. We have a huge basket of cars and they want the same one! I usually make Owen give it up, but tonight I looked at Lance chasing Owen and screaming, and I decided that it is now time to learn a bit about sharing. So Owen and I lined up a bunch of different cars for Lance to play with and eventually he gave up worrying about that one car. And if you say, "Lance, what does a car say?" He says, "Vroom, vroom!" It's adorable. As we were lining up cars, we started looking at all of our cars from the actual movie, Cars. And that's when we thought that maybe he would like that show. So Greg brought him and the other boys onto our bed and turned on Cars. Lance had a huge smile on his face and he played with his cars while watching the whole movie. After it was over and the other kids were asleep, Lance was sitting on my bathroom floor pushing the cars around while I brushed my teeth. He was holding Lightning McQueen and Mr. The King. I heard Lance's cute little voice saying, "Hurry, car, hurry. The blue car is sad!" My heart melted a little bit to hear him playing and pretending. He's so cute and he's understanding so much more every day.
He's started to say things are scary. The other day I put his in his carseat and then ran back into the house to grab something. When I came back, he was kind of sad and saying, "It's scary." I patted his hands and said, "No. It's not scary. Everything is ok." But he kept saying, "It's scary!" So I asked him, "What is scary?" And he surprised me so much by saying, "Monsters." That made me chuckle and hug him a little bit tighter. How could he even understand that?
Lance completely has my heart. And he has a bunch of other people wrapped around his finger too. Yesterday in Cedar City, we had some time to kill before Julia's game so Emma was playing around in the little bits of snow with Owen and Lance. They were having so much fun and we were taking pictures. Then Lance tripped and fell on some rocks. He started crying so hard! So hard in fact that he did that thing where a baby is crying so hard that he holds his breath for a little bit. Except Lance held his breath longer than I've ever had a child hold it. It started freaking me out. His face was in scream mode, but he would not take a breath! I started to panic and rub him and say, "Lance, it's ok. Lance, just breathe. Lance! Lance!" And then finally he sucked in a breath at the same moment he buried his head into my shoulder. And then he fainted. Boom. He just went stock still. It was just for a really brief second and then he opened his eyes and sat there calmly in my arms. He was pale as a ghost for a little while, but otherwise fine. How crazy is that? I didn't like that experience at all. We always say how much he looks like Emma, so she decided maybe he would be a fainter like her. Oh boy. I don't know if I can handle another fainter!
Well, it's bedtime again. Lance is finally asleep. And so is Greg. Time for me to call it a night.
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| Owen and Lance and an itty, bitty amount of snow. |
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