I'm Sorry

Tyler and I have lots of fun little rituals we do during the day. He's so adorable and I know these are moments I need to remember, because they'll be gone before I know it!

After dinner (or other meals on the weekends) Tyler likes to listen to a couple of songs from Dog Train and stand on my lap and dance! We listen to "Wave Bye Bye" and "Rock to Sleep" and he presses his forehead to mine. He's usually giggling or laughing and bopping around while I hold him (so he doesn't fall!) and hug him. It's 5 straight minutes of Mommy & Tyler snuggling time!

Bathtime is one of Tyler's favorite activities :) He plays with his Hot Wheels cars and usually wants me to make a tunnel with my hands on the bathtub side so he can push his cars through. Tyler also calls "Daddeee!" every 30 seconds if Mike isn't in the bathroom with us. Even when he knows that Mike isn't home, Tyler still calls out "Daddee!", just in case. After Tyler's bath, he gets really excited when he's all clean and wrapped up in a towel. We usually look in the bathroom mirror, while I'm holding a towel-clad Tyler, and make faces and wave. It's an easy transition to get him dried off and dressed for bed.

Last night, after we got Tyler in his pjs and I was carrying him, he smacked me in the face with both hands! He was trying to play with me, but got carried away with his own excitement. I firmly told him,"You do NOT hit Mommy." I put him down immediately and walked away. Tyler got upset, but came after me, half crying, "Maamaa!!" So, I knelt down and said to him, "I do not like it when you hit me. Can you say you're sorry?"

Although he couldn't say it, Tyler nodded and reached up and patted my head. Then he kissed me on the cheek. I gave him a ginormous hug and many kisses :) He's getting it! He's learning how his actions can affect other people, in good and bad ways.

Tyler is such a good boy, I can see that he just wants to help. He "helped" me put the groceries away on Sunday, he knows the things he should't play with and (usually) gives them to Mike or me if he finds something (like a screwdriver, a pen, etc.) He's such an awesome little guy!!

Too cute for his own good

Mike, Tyler and I were in Target this afternoon, when Mike said something to me and I responded,"I know," in a sort of reluctant tone. Tyler immediately repeated what I said,"I know." Mike and I both laughed, so Tyler said it again,"I know." Then, Mike said to Tyler,"Tyler, you're so cute!" To which Tyler responded,"I know."

To the dump, to the dump, to the dump, dump, dump!

We've been recycling for a few months and it's been kind of a pain. Mostly because nobody offers curbside pick-up for recyclables in our area, even for a fee! So, we always amass bags and bags of papers and glass/plastic/aluminum containers until we feel like we have enough to make a trek out to the landfill worthwhile. Today was that day. Our regular containers were overflowing and we had papers and junk mail piled up in the corner of our living room. Mike bagged everything up and loaded it all into the car (along with several bags of items for donation to Goodwill). We also loaded Tyler into the car and off we went to Goodwill. Once we got there, we had to do a little rearranging to get the donation items out and then put all the recyclables back in. Then, we were off to the dump. We got to a busy intersection near our destination, and when Mike accelerated and turned onto the next road, we heard glass shifting in the back of the Jeep. I looked back and saw the liftgate fly open and a few bags of recyclables fly out onto the road! Mike pulled over and went out into the intersection to collect the three bags that had flown out. As he picked up one of the trash bags of containers, it tore open in the middle of the intersection...scattering broken glass in the road! I pulled the Jeep around to get back to Mike and put on the hazards. He had gotten most of the glass pieces picked up by then, and we re-loaded the Jeep with the fragile bags. We successfully made it to the dump and finished our recycling trip. And I heard not ONE peep of complaint from Mike! Nothing like, "THIS is why I don't like recycling!" or "Why are we going through all this trouble?" Nothing! Actually, he said, "You know, that stuff couldn't have fallen out of our car at a better spot," meaning the location was ideal for us to be able to go back and pick everything up. He even mentioned that the bag of glass didn't break until he was out of the main intersection and close to the median, so there wasn't broken glass scattered in the main roadway, just near the median. He is such a trooper! AND, we're still recycling! :)