‘I not mean to do it’

It has amazed us how analytical a 2 ½ year old can be. Will’s phrase of the week has been, “I not mean to do it,” which usually follows a very intentional act. Lately we hear this little phrase right after we see something flying towards Nate’s head. Will loves his brother to pieces but is still learning what he can and can’t do.

Yesterday morning Will walked into my room where Nate was sitting while I was getting ready and proclaimed, “Nate is so big.” I will admit Nate has hit a growth spurt and when he sits up like a big boy he does look a lot bigger. So it was a very perceptive comment, but I think Will has begun to think of Nate as a “big boy” like himself instead of a baby, which means he’s a bit more apt to rough house with him.

We’re just waiting for the day that Nate can get him back, which won’t be much longer. And then Nate can proclaim, “I not mean to do it!”

'I Just Perfect!'

Will had surgery last week…tubes put in his ears, adenoids taken out. Surprisingly, after they called us back and did all of the preliminary stuff he went right back with the nurse like a big boy (of course, it’s hard for Will to pass up on a balloon!). As Will was walking off with the nurse the anesthesiologist warned us that when he woke up Will would be very upset – not because of the pain but because of the gas they would be giving him. I think that was the hardest part for us, having an inconsolable, crying little boy and not being able to do a thing about it. By the time we were ready to go he had calmed down and we were able to get to the car without too many stares. Even though he was still out of it he did know enough to remind me that we had promised him a Target trip to get a new train. I had to get his prescription filled anyways so to Target we went. Since he was still pretty groggy and still a bit out of it Will didn’t want to walk, didn’t want to ride in the stroller and didn’t want to get in the buggy, which meant mommy got the fun task of carrying him around Target (along with Emily the train, of course) while we waited on the prescription. After about 15 minutes of that I said, “Will, mommy is really tired. Can you stand for just a minute? You are so heavy.” To which he lifted his head up and looked at me with half closed eyes and said, “No, mommy, I just perfect.” Yes, my little bug, I think I’ll second that!