P is for Playdough.
P is for Please Push.. as in Please Push me on the swings!
P is for Pasta.
P is for Poop... poop is hilarious! Even just saying the word poops cracks up 2/3rds of this household.
P is for a word that gets said A LOT around here... because Jax has one and Mya doesn't! There are many inquires from Mya as to where her's went? And once Jax said he wanted to pull his off, just like Mya. And then, after any inquiry, we of course have to match up body parts to which family member has which one!
And of course P is for Pee!
Oh Jax, I knew from the first time you grinned that sh@% eating grin that you were going to be a boy true and blue! Then you repeatedly slid down the twisty tunnel slide head first at the age of one years old and I said yup, knew it!
So I guess this current situation shouldn't surprise me either... but it did, just a little.
Jax is out of diapers and into big boy underwear and nature peeing, AKA peeing outside. That is all fine and dandy with me, until yesterday he showed me where he peed on the deck. What?! No Jax on a tree or at least the ground!
So fine, every time he has to pee he runs outside. So yesterday I peeked out to make sure he was listening and there he was standing on the bottom step peeing onto the side walk. No Jax. No ground, just trees!
On my way back inside I see the stack of little chairs below the top step have a puddle in them and Jax notices me looking at them. 'I peed on the chair Momma!' No Jax, NO!
Later that same day I look up and he is peeing on the side of the house! Does a house look like a tree?
And then even later that same day I was standing talking to Clayton and Jax was standing with us. The conversation ended and I started to walk away. All of a sudden I felt a warm liquid running down my leg! I had walked right across Jax' stream of pee! Jax, I am not a tree!
So, today when he grabbed the two step stepping stool and moved it over to a tree, then proceeded to climb up and pee high up on the tree, I high fived him... because progress is progress no matter how small!
Oh my sweet little, peeing like a big boy, Jax!