Kangaroo

When I taught Kindermusik they talked about toddlers being like little kangaroos; sometimes they get out and explore on their own but then they want to return to their nice safe pouch. Bubba is definitely in this phase and it is pretty nice. I especially love it when he gets in trouble or I tell him no about something. He runs away crying, but then comes back a minute or so later because he needs someone (me) to make him feel better because someone (also me) broke his little heart. Even when he's mad at me he still loves me.

Yesterday I left to do the last minute shopping. Bubba and Silly were busy playing upstairs and didn't even notice when I left. Bubba noticed a few minutes later and started walking around the house calling for me. When he found Scott instead he said, "Daddy not Mommy." Scott called me while I was out just to tell me that (and to ask about lunch). He asks "where" a lot now too. He used to only ask where his sister is, now he asks about me and Scott too; "where mommy go?" or "where daddy."

He's also learning to be sneaky. He figured out that if he gets out of bed and comes into the family room then we put him right back in bed. But if he leaves his room very quietly, goes into our room and shuts the door, we won't notice for a while. We've found him like this quite a few times.

There happened to be no blankets on our bed, usually he's under the blankets, and on my pillow.

He also loves to snuggle in bed with Cakes and Silly and will sneak in there too, but they rat him out. A few nights ago Silly finally locked the door to keep Bubba out. He tags along when I'm putting Cakes and Silly to bed and snuggles under the blankets with one of them while we sing songs. It's pretty darn cute. Sometimes they fight over him.

And the cutest thing he does? Fist bumps. I don't think he's ever turned one down and sometimes even asks for one out of nowhere. Last week we were driving somewhere and from his carseat he said, "I wan' bump," holding his little bitty fist out.

So even though yesterday he woke up from his nap on the wrong side of the toddler bed and was a super-mega-grouch-basketcase and was super rotten when Scott took him to the store and later had an extremely prolonged, threatening to gag/choke/throw-up super-fit over being told no candy and had to be put back in bed many times until I finally just locked him in his room and ignored him when he woke up in the middle of the night, I love this little guy.