Heggy Blog

My first baby turned three years old yesterday! He is getting so big…I just want to freeze him. I’m trying to soak in all the things I love about this fun age.

In honor of James, here is a list of some of the things I love about him right now:

He is getting more and more independent (actually a love/hate, because it can take a long time to get anything done when he constantly insists “I do it myself!”).

He is getting smarter–I love that I can explain things to him now and he will usually understand, on some level…awe…reasoning.

He loves to say “To finity (infinity) and beyond!” when jumping off/on the couch (which he is not supposed to do).

I love that when I tell him not to jump on the couch he says “I’m not jumping, I’m falling with style!”

The way he makes his toys have conversations. Some of the funniest things I’ve ever heard and seen. Example: He had one of his “Thomas” engines (that has a face) talking to the disconnected train car (with no face); this was the conversation: Train car: “Can I bite your face off?” Engine: “No! You can’t bite my face off!” train car: “Oh, okay. Let’s go!” What the??? I hope he never says that to anyone .

When he gets so excited and talks in an extremely high voice and fumbles over his words.

When he says: “Oh no!” often followed by “that’s not good.”

His prayers…they can be so random.

He LOVES his daddy. They have the cutest relationship.

I love that I can still see my little baby in him. One day he’s going to be a man and those glimpses of the baby he used to be won’t be there anymore…sad thought.

That’s what little boys are made of.

Or in this case, monkey tails… Sometime last month James became obsessed with Andrew’s belt. One morning I woke up and James was trying desperately to tear Andrew’s belt away from him. Andrew was trying to put it on so he could go to work, but James was using all of his weight to pull it away from him. James won. The entire day he dragged the belt around behind him, eventually having us stick one end into his pants so that he could have a “tail.” He has been our little monkey ever since. He runs around the house with his tail and has even slept with it many nights.

Yesterday, he would not rest until I had a tail too. So I went upstairs and found one of my belts and stuck into the back of my pants. We spent the morning being monkeys together. It’s so fun to be a little kid again!

James making his monkey noises

This past week we’ve been spending a lot of time in here…

Reading a lot of these…

James has had a lot of naked time…

And he’s learning to do this!

So far so good! He’s only had a few accidents since he began a week ago (besides naps and nights when he’s in a diaper). I’m so proud of my little boy. He is doing so well and LOVES to cheer for himself when he’s done. It has gone so much better than I expected…

As I was getting ready for the day today, James was being his usual self—bumping into my legs as hard as he can, or holding onto my legs and leaning back until he falls. It’s a fun game for him but can be a little distracting and dangerous when your trying to straighten your hair or put on mascara—especially when pregnant.  I kept telling him he was going to make me fall and get ouchies. After asking him to stop twelve times, with my patience running low, I was about to ask him again to stop when I realized he was hugging my leg saying, “my mommy” over and over again. And then I felt so lucky to be his mom and so unworthy of having such a sweet boy for a son. I’m so blessed.

I’m so grateful for the boys in my life.

I have a husband who makes me laugh–especially when he grows nasty mustaches and takes creepy pictures like this one.

Oh, how I love him!

And a son who also makes me laugh–like when he pokes his head between a stranger’s legs, hiding behind him multiple times even though there were a lot of other strangers to hide behind (or in between, in this case). We were in Moab and he bonded with this German man who didn’t speak any English but was happy to let James invade his personal space.

And I especially love the cute bond that these two boys share. I love watching them play together.

James taking the wheel.

Sometimes James likes to follow his daddy…

but usually he likes to take the lead.

And he really loves to run with him!

Luckily, Andrew’s still faster!