So...more about my family. Preschool C is a real case. He has kept me running from the time he could walk. Actually, he never walked. He stood up and ran, really. I have been running ever since. I even earned the nickname, "Baywatch" from my friends because of the times I had to full-on chase the kid. Those days are swiftly ending, though. He's starting to settle down and act like a big kid. It's refreshing and a little sad.
You never know what you're gonna get with PreschoolC. Like when we left McD's the other day and a (very) old lady was walking in. Preschool C shrieked and said, "You're really really old! You have an old face!!!" I don't think the old lady heard him. Preschool C just couldn't understand why it wasn't nice to call someone old. He was still freaked out.
Sometimes it's hard to keep a straight face around Preschool C. Like when he made a mess at the dinner table and his dad said, "Now buddy, why would you do that?" Preschool C just looked him straight in the eye and said, "Don't judge me." Teachable moment over. We had to laugh.
Baby T is so fun. She is so easy going and smiles all the time. The fun thing about Baby T is that she smiles with her whole face. Her mouth opens a far wide as it can possibly go. So cool. She is so different than Preschool C was as a baby! It's fun to do this a second time around, because there are so many similarities, yet so many differences.
Don't know if we'll ever go for Baby 3. While pregnant with Baby T, my son told me to watch what I was eating because I was starting to look like Ginormica from Monsters vs. Aliens. Two is a lot of fun, but at three, we'd be outnumbered!
I'm sure I'll be posting soon, because it won't be long until Preschool C will be entertaining us again.
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