Well this weekend was interesting...

I realized my son knows a whole lot more words than he lets on to...I'm use to him saying 2 or 3 word sentences like ..."come on, potty." This weekend though he surprised me just how much he talked. He woke me up, shaking me..."Momma wake up, wake up!" When I woke up and said good morning, he said, "Morning, Momma drink, come on." I told him his uncle was in the kitchen and go ask him to get you a drink. He said "Ok" and left. He returned with a cup or water. He roused me again saying, "Momma I don't want this watty(water), Laid(Kool-aid) please" I laughed and told him that was all he was getting this early in the morning. He put the cup down, went to the bathroom and came back..."Momma, light off, come on go potty" I asked if he could turn the light on and he pulled his scooter/bike into the bathroom, stood on it and turned the light on. He went to the potty and when he was finished I heard him yell..."Done Momma!" He waddled back into the room with his underware half up his thigh. He grabbed his bottom and laughed saying "Booty...BOOTY!" I helped him pull them up the rest of the way...Then I heard the all too familiar saying, "Momma, Nemo watch it!" We watched Nemo together while I fell back asleep on the couch...He snuggled up next to me and pointed out Dory, Nemo, turtle, bird...everything he could remember. It was a nice relaxing morning though. Since then I have been making him say more words to get something, not just the 2 or 3 it takes to get me to recognize it. He has been repeating my sentences after me. He has also picked up alot more words...jamas (pjs), hurt me, outside. And he uses them readily.

I feel like now would be the time to lean back in my chair, rest my hands on the back of my head and smile...then type..."I have the smartest child on Earth!" That would appropriately mark my proud parent moment. lol.