...And other stories...
1. I think I've talked before about how Trooper has gotten shots and IVs without crying, but the other day he took it to a new level. It was flu-shot day, and he took it like a man (hugging mom and not looking, but no screaming or fighting), and then he did something unexpected. As the nurse left the room, he ran to the door and shouted, "Thank you!"
A minute later we were on our way to check out and we came across the nurse again. Right then Trooper bent down and rubbed his thigh. He said, "My leg hurts." Then he turned to the nurse and in an almost threatening voice yelled at her, "I'm coming back!" Pause. "My name is Clive White!"
So now she knows who to be on the lookout for.
2. Trooper wanted to light a candle for dinner, evidenced by him poking me with the lighter and repeating, "Mom, the candle," half a dozen times.
I said, "Sure, if I can find it." So we began searching for the candle, and soon I said, "I found it!" as I pulled it out from under some papers.
Trooper said, "You found it! Hallelujah, Jesus Christ!"
I have no idea where he got that expression because we're part of a conservative church group, but I guess he was REALLY happy about the candle.
3. Trooper has some new things, as all kids his age do, and I thought I'd list a couple of the more interesting ones. First, he no longer likes to be called 'cute'. He will call smaller kids/things cute, but I guess he's too old for it. Second, he can put on his own pants, usually facing the right direction. Third, he can do the bathroom thing all by himself, with just a little oversight for cleanliness. Fourth, sometimes when we're on our way to do something or in the middle of a task, he'll hold up his hand and say, "Wait. I gotta dance." And he'll get down with his bad self until I can refocus him. I love the dance break so much that I've taken to doing it myself, but I usually do it when there's music playing. There's nothing like a time out from washing dishes to do a little dance.
1. I think I've talked before about how Trooper has gotten shots and IVs without crying, but the other day he took it to a new level. It was flu-shot day, and he took it like a man (hugging mom and not looking, but no screaming or fighting), and then he did something unexpected. As the nurse left the room, he ran to the door and shouted, "Thank you!"
A minute later we were on our way to check out and we came across the nurse again. Right then Trooper bent down and rubbed his thigh. He said, "My leg hurts." Then he turned to the nurse and in an almost threatening voice yelled at her, "I'm coming back!" Pause. "My name is Clive White!"
So now she knows who to be on the lookout for.
2. Trooper wanted to light a candle for dinner, evidenced by him poking me with the lighter and repeating, "Mom, the candle," half a dozen times.
I said, "Sure, if I can find it." So we began searching for the candle, and soon I said, "I found it!" as I pulled it out from under some papers.
Trooper said, "You found it! Hallelujah, Jesus Christ!"
I have no idea where he got that expression because we're part of a conservative church group, but I guess he was REALLY happy about the candle.
3. Trooper has some new things, as all kids his age do, and I thought I'd list a couple of the more interesting ones. First, he no longer likes to be called 'cute'. He will call smaller kids/things cute, but I guess he's too old for it. Second, he can put on his own pants, usually facing the right direction. Third, he can do the bathroom thing all by himself, with just a little oversight for cleanliness. Fourth, sometimes when we're on our way to do something or in the middle of a task, he'll hold up his hand and say, "Wait. I gotta dance." And he'll get down with his bad self until I can refocus him. I love the dance break so much that I've taken to doing it myself, but I usually do it when there's music playing. There's nothing like a time out from washing dishes to do a little dance.
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