Yesterday, Shane and I carved our Halloween pumpkins! Shane had a blast digging in the "guts" of the pumpkin and getting the seeds out so we could cook them. He picked a bat for his. He was disappointed that he wasn't allowed to cut the pumpkin, but the goopy mess of the guts kept him occupied for awhile.
I love his excitement over little things such as that.
Shane is constantly coming up with new words and phrases. I seriously have no idea where he picks some of the things he says up. It cracks me up sometimes, and sometimes it leave me wondering if my child is smarter than I think.
For instance, awhile ago he came up to my room to wake me up, since I'm lazy and am hardly ever out of bed before my child, and he did something and almost fell off the bed. He firmly stated "WOAH! I didn't see that coming mom." I laughed, and so of course, that was his new phrase for the week. Sounds crazy coming from a 3 year old.
Recently, though, he's been making up new words, like calling me a "tiphoed" (I wonder what he really means by that!) and he's apparently picked up "flatnog" from another kid at his daycare. Seriously, where do kids come up with these words?!
He also has a habit of bringing up things I say, that I don't think he's heard, a couple days later. It can be something I've simply said once, but he remembers it! It's like they're sponges and absorb everything, even when they're not paying attention.
Shane likes to reassure me as well, saying "You're not fat mom..... just your butt is."
Have you ever wondered how much your child REALLY knows and understands? Haha.. It's a scary thought.
I figure I will start this thing off with a little "About us" entry. So here goes.
I'm a mother of one crazy, high-energy child named Shane. I work at a hospital as a certified nurses aid. I'm currently working on a course in medical transcription so that I can hopefully, at some point, work from home to be able to spend more time with Shane while making more money. I don't particularly like my current job, but I do love the people I work with. I'm engaged to a man named Ron, and I'm not sure when we're getting married, but that's okay with me. Life is crazy as it is. I'm learning to love life and appreciate what I have, which hasn't been the easiest journey, but I'm getting there.
My son, Shane, is 3 years old. He'll be 4 in January. He's currently in pre-pre-school (yes, 2 pre's!) and he loves it. He has a very large vocabulary for his age and he's a little smartie pants sometimes, and sometimes it gets him in trouble. He looooves being outdoors, and has too much energy to be couped up. He's the love of my life, and if it weren't for him, I don't know where I would be today.