Beyond His Years

Okay, so our little man and some of his untoddler-like behavior is getting even more odd. First, some basic tidbits:

At Gymsters, if a stray ball or two comes flying out of the ball pit he will stop whatever he's doing to go put it back. I love that he likes to pick things up, but geesh...let someone else (the parent of the kid that threw the ball) pick it up. :)

At the library yesterday another tot tried to grab his 3 books. The dad corrected the kid but then Easton went on to hand all 3 books to this kid. He likes sharing!

Also at the 'brary yesterday, a family had a little stack of books piled on the floor to check out later. Easton saw them from afar and went to put the books back in the bin where he thinks they belong. He just has to help clean up--even if they really meant to have them on the floor.

Well, this is the weirdest part (to us): yesterday Jason got home a little late from work, overtime plus snow traffic. Anyhoo, as soon as we finished dinner (7:00) Easton asked to go night night. While he doesn't really ever protest bedtime he has never asked to go to sleep. This kid would much rather play than show signs of even being tired. So, he asked to go night night and I said, "Really? You want to go night night?" and he said, "Yeah" and I said, "In your bed?" and he said, "bed". I just didn't believe him--I thought he was confused or something. So we stalled slightly by feeding the cat, getting stuff out of the dryer, etc and he still wanted to go night night...but he was being nice about it the whole time. I asked if he wanted to pick up toys (that's how the routine always starts) and he said, "Yeah" again. So we did. We put him to bed. He was happy about it all the whole time and didn't even act extra tired or anything. Very strange. Not many kids I know want to go to bed. I doubt if he'll ever do it again...but still... Even when I tried to prolong putting him to bed by giving him a longer than usual bath he told us when he was "all done" in the bath and got out. He took awhile falling asleep because he got a super long case of the hiccups (thanks to sparkling cider at dinner) but as soon as the hiccups stopped, and I mean as soon as, he was out.

So here is our little merry old soul after yesterday's nap:

And wiping his dog's nose (notice my festive Halloween sock?):


Today E woke up at 7:00 and got to see J for a bit before he left for work. I think both the boys really like when that happens. Especially after last night with J getting home late and E asking to go to bed. After J left we had some breakfast and got dressed. Here is Easton pointing to the new shirt he's wearing today. It says, "Just hand me the cookies and nobody gets hurt":

It was in the box of treats from the Maws. When I put it on him he said, "Cookie cookie cookie" which again surprised me as a.) he can't read and b.) he's never had or seen an Oreo which is the cookie type featured on the shirt.

We went to Kindermusik and E did well but seemed slightly less energetic than usual. The teacher had a slide whistle she was letting the kids help pull but he didn't really want to. He was almost afraid of it or something. Oh well. He got a small push again from my pal's kid but wasn't fazed. It's weird, after class we walked out with that kid and my pal and she's happy because "he only pushed once!" How different two points of view can be on the same incident, eh? Honestly Easton didn't care and kids will be kids but you still hate to see it happen to your own. Oh well.

After class we ran a few errands over in that area and then headed home for some lunch and laundry. Easton loves helping with that. If he hears me start the washer while he's in the other room he stands at the gate and says, "Mama! Help!" because he wants to help. He nearly always gets to help and today was no exception:


I love having a little buddy to make the chores more fun. A lot of times he gets in the way but he's happy. Just don't try folding laundry with him around. He's not such a good helper unless you want your stacks messed up and items thrown on the floor only to be picked back up by him.

Now he's napping and I still can't believe how that child can snore, especially since he's still pretty stuffy. He's one loud li'l dude. I guess that's all from me...adios!