Since Braeden can now ride his bike, Mikey frequently watches in envy as his big brother and Harley pedal off on their big metal bikes. His plastic Fisher Price tricycle that he can only Freddie Flinstone pedal (not due to lack of ability, but being unable to reach the pedals) doesn’t seem quite as “cool” anymore. Mike’s Mom (as she always does) succumbed to his desires for a “real” bike and bought him a new Radio Flyer METAL tricycle from Target and a new helmet. Of course he loves the tricycle. After all, it involves being outside, looks just a little more “flashy” than his plastic one, AND if he sits forward enough, he can even pedal by himself. Yes, the bike is great, but we actually think he is more thrilled with the helmet he got with it. No, we are not THAT paranoid that we make him wear the helmet on the tricycle (although it wouldn’t be a bad idea since this IS Mikey we are talking about), but we’ve been meaning to get one for him so he can ride on the back of my bike (that I sadly have not had a free minute to ride since getting it for my Birthday 2.5 months ago) Well, the helmet Mike’s Mom got him is too big, so we actually have to order one, but we didn’t dare take it away from him and figured he could grow into it anyway. Any time he sees it, he wants it on and will wear it ALL day. He has worn it in the car and in the grocery store. Mike thinks we are nuts, but as Mothers, Mike’s Mom and I are smart enough to pick our battles with a toddler. The people starring need to realize that allowing our toddler to wear his helmet in places that don’t exactly warrant it, is MUCH better than hearing one scream in protest as we try and take it off! The funny thing is, since its too big, he can’t really see and will walk into the walls etc. Good thing he has the helmet on….Hahaha
In other news-
-Braeden truly looks amazing on the ball field this year! 3 players from last year are on his team again which was exciting. It’s also nice to have familiar Mommy’s to chat with. His coach this year is GREAT- he both played for and coached the College of Charleston, so he knows his stuff. I really hope the pollen disappears soon because nothing outside is enjoyable right now and I have one little boy who is outside playing baseball a lot and one that only wants to be outside period!
Mikey sat on the potty last night for 30 minutes. He was determined to pee pee in the potty and every time I would take him off, he would scream saying, “pee pee come.” It was rather annoying and a bit disruptive in the middle of our bedtime routine, but I didn’t want to discourage his learning. He DID finally go pee pee in the potty. He knew he had to go, but just wasn’t sure how it all worked. What convinced me, was that this is the same little guy that won’t sit still 5 minutes for anything. If he was willing to sit on the potty and do nothing, he really must have had to go.
All this big boy stuff Mikey is doing really doesn’t surprise us much, since lately he wants to do everything Braeden does. When Braeden sits at the table to do homework, Mikey wants to sit with him and “elp” (help). He wants to “pit” (spit) his tooth paste in the sink after brushing (even though he can actually swallow his). And when we caught him sticking Braeden’s flonase nose spray up his nostril, he said “spay” (spray). Thank goodness he can’t quite “spray” it yet.
Mikey is also very much into associating things lately. He repeats things over and over too. He will say, “Braeden?” and I will reply, “Braeden is at school and you will pick him up later with Mom Mom.” He will say, “Bus?” and I will reply, “yes, he will come home on the bus.” When he sees Food Lion or Walmart, he says, “Bubby” (buggy). When I say “haircut” he says, “pop” (as in the lolipop he gets when he goes). When I tell him Daddy’s at work he will say, “Police Car” or “un” (gun). My sweet innocent little boy will even say, “pow pow” when holding up one of Braeden’s play guns!
Braeden is counting down the days until his trip to Panama City to spend Spring Break with Aaron’s family. He simply LOVES going there and spending time with his cousins. Mama seems to miss him more and more each time he goes- I thought it was supposed to get easier the older they got?
Speaking of easier, I am happy to report that Mikey is a lot easier right now. He is doing so much better with eating- not near as much baby food. He ate an entire chicken strip (equivalent to about 2 nuggets) the other night and an entire french toast Eggo for breakfast the other morning. His manners are also quite remarkable for a 22 month old. He says “tan tu” (thank you) without being asked every time he is given something and will says “peez” when asked, “what do you say?” before we give something to him. Keep your fingers crossed that this “stage” lasts awhile because he is truly so much fun.