Alex

So a little book I was reading recently reminded moms of young children that, no matter how easy it is to focus on the one thing a child is getting wrong, we have to be careful not to lose sight of all the progress he or she makes every day. 

Given that I have focused almost entirely on my little dude’s PT issues, in real life and online, this statement really struck me. I have really worked hard in the last couple of weeks to praise Alex for all the stuff he gets right in a day. For all the ways he blesses my socks off. For what a sweet and wonderful little guy God placed in our life. But I also decided I needed to record some of what I’ve been telling him so everybody else knows what a fantastic little boy we have, too.

So…here are some random details about Alex for you to enjoy.

In recent days, Alex has started to give his sisters nicknames. Especially Megan. For a while this summer she was called (and answered to) “My Little Cowie-Wowie.” She was also dubbed Bo-Bo for a few days. Of course, he took to calling himself “Dirty Rock” around that time, too. I have no idea why, but he thinks he’s hysterical. 

Alex is best described as consistent. Sometimes that is frustrating (like when he won’t go potty just a minute earlier). But when I stopped to think about it, I realized that most of the time, it’s a really great trait. Once he decides to do something, he does that way almost every single time. Like taking his own dishes to the counter after meals. We started giving the twins that “chore” to do, and after about two days, Alex had it down. I never have to remind him. He just does it. 

He’s quite the helper, still. He likes to help me cook or bake (actually all 3 will line up chairs to watch and assist). And he’s started being very concerned that we get our toys put away in the afternoon so Daddy can pull all the way into the garage. He will put them all away by himself…sometimes 45 minutes before Daddy is due home. 

He LOVES the idea of a new baby boy. He wants to show just about everyone who comes over the ultrasound pictures of the baby’s boy parts. He talks to the baby through my shirt. And he’s decided we should call the baby “Little Alex.” 

Alex loves for you to praise him. But he does not do things for praise. Much like his dad, he doesn’t care if you’re watching or not most of the time. He knows and can do just about as much as Erin, but he refuses to compete with her to prove it. If we’re doing our ABC verses, he rarely tries to outdo Erin at each one. But if you ask him about them when Erin’s not around, he knows every last one by heart. I’m always amazed at how much more he can do that I realized.

He is finally getting the hang of pedaling, but he’d still rather just run. 

Daddy is his favorite person in the entire world. He wrestles with Eric, climbs up to stand on his back or shoulders. He loves to snuggle with Daddy, curled up in his lap, while they do iPod stuff together. It’s really, really sweet.

The other day, he picked up a library book we’d gotten and began to flip the pages and “read” the story. He told the whole story and even got the words right on about half the pages. 

When he’s in the mood, Alex will climb up on some sort of “stage” and perform a song for you, sometimes one he’s made up. He used to just announce “Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, I will now sing for you…Twinkle Twinkle”. Now, though, he’s started holding his hand like he’s holding a microphone, tap it to see if it’s working, clear his throat, and then make his announcement and begin to sing. I still don’t know where he got all that stuff!

Anyway, that’s some of what my little Mr. Dude is up to. We sure do love him lots. He’s sweet and kind (most of the time). He really does care about his sisters (though his attempts to kiss Megan goodnight usually involve a chokehold on her neck). He’s definitely a special little guy, and I am super-blessed to be his mom.

Please follow and like us: