For some unknown reason, he also thinks he should be able to climb on top of the toilet seat and use his toes to flush. He is successful at it, but I'm not sure where this idea came from.
Tuesday, March 13th, we were leaving the house to go to the park and play with Grandma. I just casually asked Andrew what our address is. He said "Eleven O Five Claire Drive" I couldn't believe I was hearing right!! I knew he knew the name of our street, but I had no idea he knew the house number! He also knows the name of the road that takes us to our street... Beechcroft.
And as we're driving along, he knows where friends live, or where to pick up Nevin from school (we did that ONE time!), or which stores and restaurants we will pass. He seems to know his way around.
Also on Tuesday.. after going to the park for an hour, we met our realtor Forrest Moody to talk about houses for Grandma and Grandpa. After lunch, we ended up driving all over the place showing Grandma houses. I had him in big boy underwear before we left the house and we didn't change him to a pull-up. He made it all the way to 4:45pm before having a slight accident on a neighborhood playground! We were able to take him into a house and let him go potty then. I'm so proud of him.. going ALL day in big boy underwear and only having one small accident is really good! I think we're only on day 3 of him actually wearing pants at home and telling us when he needs to potty, rather than him running around naked. Grandma razzed him about being half naked when she was coming inside Saturday and ever since he's wanted to wear pants. Thanks Grandma! It's a step in the right direction!
| notice his feet aren't touching the ground here! Hop hop hop! |
| spreading dandelions in some unsuspecting yard of a house we were looking at for Grandma |
Lately Andrew is interested in learning the proper names for things and people. At the meeting Wednesday night, he'd point to people and say, "name" asking me to tell him their name so he can learn them. And he repeats a lot of people's names when they are called on to answer. At home or at stores, he'll point to something or pick up something and ask, "what is it?" or "what's this?"
Friday March 16th, neither of us had to work and wanted to spoil Andrew. We ate a nice breakfast of sausage and eggs and decided we'd take Andrew to AMuse'um which is a kids play place we'd never been to. We also decided (hesitantly) to go crazy and introduce Andrew to donuts as a secondary breakfast. We took him to the Donut Palace (another place we've never been to) and let him have his pick of donuts. Ted correctly guessed he'd go for the one with sprinkles. So he got his first donut today: a chocolate glazed, sprinkles covered donut. He was intrigued with the sprinkles and after eating a few, held one up and asked, "what's this?" So he learned he likes sprinkles today. lol
Ted thinks it's noteworthy to report that Andrew had a real conversation with another little boy today. At Amuseum there was a 4 year old boy that was being friendly and trying to engage Andrew. They were picking apples (magnetic to stick to magnets on fake tree limbs) together and planting vegetables in the garden area, etc. The boy eventually went up to Andrew and asked "hey, what's your name? what's your name kid?" Andrew pointed to himself and said, "Andrew!" The boy repeated the name and went back to playing. Andrew seemed happy to have made a friend. All of the kids were well behaved and nice there today.. a nice change from Storybook Village.
Andrew has also been enjoying helping daddy get a garden ready. He loves riding in daddy's truck, and dad has had to make several trips to get a truckload of dirt to put in our raised garden beds. And although he is interested in the lawnmower - he does not like it or the "weed cracker" (weed whacker) to be on because they are so loud.
Saturday, after Ted got the last load of dirt for the rainy day, he wanted to wash his truck so the dirt wouldn't stain it. So we get out the dish soap and rags and the hose. When we were pretty much done, we let Andrew have the hose and showed him how to hold the sprayer. He kept spraying the yard and the driveway instead of the truck, so we had to keep reminding him to spray the truck. I'm standing just about 5 feet to his right. He looks at me and softly says, "spray mommy?" and turns the hose on me! I think he did that twice before he did it to daddy too. I got some great pictures of the hose battles though. It was fun.

