Let's start with Eli. No particular reason. But the poor kid NEVER goes first.
He had a great time at the lake this summer. He loved the sand and put up with the water.
He turned 3 and missed the majority of his party. While running into the house to go to the bathroom, he missed a step into the back porch and face planted onto a blue-stone step. There was blood everywhere and I was pretty sure he wasn't going to have his 2 front teeth when I opened his mouth. Thankfully, his teeth were fine. A chunk of his gum was missing and he tore his upper lip frenulum (there's your anatomy lesson of the day, enjoy). He was a great patient and never complained. It looked horrendous, but the dentist assured me it'd be fine after a few days. Sure enough...aside from a small scar along his gum line...he's good!
In September, he started preschool two days a week. He had to be football carried into class a few times during the first weeks, but now, he jumps right out of the car and runs right in.
The fall also brought out the clown in Eli. He's a complete ham!
Aside from the typical 3yo's obsession with trains...
...Eli has become a laundry addict. No. Seriously. He can't get enough. And heaven forbid I tell him that I don't have time to do laundry. We're talking COMPLETE meltdown. He's actually pretty good. The problem is really mine...I can't keep up! Eli collects everyone's hampers, separates lights/darks/whites...
...loads the washer and waits
...when the "wet one" is done, he takes everything out and puts it in the "dry one"...
...even empties my lint catcher thingy...
...pushes the necessary buttons and waits. Then, when it's done...he empties the dryer...
...and brings it all back to my room! Now if I could just get him to fold it and put it away!
