By this age my older boys had a scrapbook full of pages documenting their first few years of life. Mason currently has this blog! I have made one page for a scrapbook that I have yet to purchase. Oh, poor third child. He is at such a fun age that I just had to take the time to snap a few pictures and write down all of the 21-month old things he does.
Let's start with the binki. He perfectly says "binki" now, he wants one in his mouth and hands at all times and about 6 to sleep with. If you tell him one is enough he says, "two". If the kid can ask for two binki's, perhaps he is too old to have them! However, sleep is such a commodity and he is the baby so is there really a big rush to take them away? I told myself that I would after St. George in March. Now I am rethinking as the time is upon me. Stay tuned for that one:).
Mason loves to "I go na-night." It is almost like he is running away from all of his tiny little troubles. "I binkie, I blanket, I go na-night" whenever things don't go his way. He begs to get in his bed and if we try to sing or rock he will have none of it. It is not such a bad problem but last week he figured out how to climb into his bed. I was afraid he would try to dive out so we lowered his mattress as far as it will go. Somedays he is begging for his nap at 9:30 am and I have to find ways to distract him for a few hours until his real nap time. I think the warmer weather will help with his boredom.
Stockton has a way with Mason that is so endearing. He is young enough to play on his level and loves to make him laugh. They have a pretty special bond. I love listening to that deep down laugh-so-hard-you-almost-puke laugh.
Mason has watched Nemo so many times we all find ourselves quoting it daily. He loves Dora the Explorer and Go Diego Go. He would sit on the couch all day, sippy cup and blanket in hand if I let him. Russell likes to ask him, "Se habla Espanol?" He always says, "Si!"
Mason is getting better at playing with other kids his age. He has 2 older brothers that give him what he wants and never take things away. They don't pound him with toys or push him down. Nursery has been quite an adjustment. We take it week by week but can't wait for the day that he runs right in and doesn't make us stay.
His little compulsion is cleaning his toes. He loves to get all of those fuzzy little sock lints out. He meticulously checks between each toe and when he removes anything he says, "got it"! It really is so cute.
I just love how worn out Mason can make himself. Lately he has started falling asleep as he waits for me to finish drying my hair or fold one more load of laundry. There is nothing like happening upon a rambunctous little toddler zonked out in unexpected places. I love to scoop him up, kiss his squishy little checks and carry him to bed. These days are full and busy and oh so precious....just like my little Mace.
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