Big Brother, Little Sister

 Luc has said he wanted a sister when we first found out we were expecting. Luckily, he got his wish. I'm not sure what he would've done if we told him he was getting a brother.
While I'm not naive and I know the jealousy and competition will soon be coming, Luc has been really good so far about the idea of a little sister coming. Although, he doesn't really get the concept that he and his baby sister have the same Mommy. He also wants to know when she's coming over to play. I tell him after his birthday and around Christmas time.

New things out of Luc's mouth about his baby sister:

When I go into the nursery (Luc's old room) to put something in there for Aria, Luc follows me asks accusingly, "Why you in my baby sister room?" Protective already!

I've been going through some of my old toys and looking at girly toys in the store. Luc likes to help search through things and ask, "Which one baby sister like?" before choosing something.
But then when there's a new toy Luc wants to hold and play with it. I tell him he can until his sister comes and that then he has to share with her. Luc, "Me don't want to share this." I give him the look and he asks all surprised, "Me share my other toys? My cars?"  then... "Okay, me share my cars with baby sister."

I was able to pick up some baby girl socks on clearance at Target yesterday. While taking the tags off and putting them in for the laundry, Luc tells me, "Baby sister need socks, Mommy. Look Mommy, blue ones! Me like them."


We took Luc on his bike for a little walk one evening and a couple with their son and baby daughter were walking across the street. Luc pointed out the little boy and then said, "That my baby sister."

Big Boy Bed

This weekend we finished decorating what used to be the guest bedroom. It's all Micky Mouse'd-out. Friday night was the first night Luc slept in his new room in his big boy bed. And everything went great. He had no problems falling asleep or staying in bed. In the morning I think he forgot he wasn't in a crib and just sat in bed and called for us. Sunday morning he realized he could climb out and I woke up to see his little head peeping in our doorway. Now we wait a few more weeks to find out what #2 before we redecorate the nursery.

This morning, Frederic was again explaining to Luc that Mommy had a baby in her tummy (as I was in the bathroom getting sick). And he asked Luc if it's a boy or girl and whether he wanted a sister or brother. Luc still wants a sister.

Silly Things

Luc looked at himself in the mirror the other day and said, "Lookin' good!"

I kept telling Luc to be careful playing with his magnets on the fridge because if they go under the fridge there's no way we can get them out. Even after I stopped reminding him, when he picks up his magnets, he says, "I know, Mommy."

While saying goodbye to Luc in the morning, I tell him to be good at Grandma's. His response, "Yea, sure!"

Frederic needed to get the extension ladder out to clean bird poop off the shutter of the window outside. As Frederic was climbing the ladder, Luc tells him, "Be careful, Daddy!"

Though I haven't been nearly as sick with this pregnancy as I was with Luc, I'm still not feeling well most of the times. When Luc wants to do something, I tell him I'm not feeling well. Whenever Frederic arrives, he's quick to tell him, "Mommy no feel good, Daddy." So Frederic will sometimes take him outside so I can rest. As they leave Luc says, "Feel better, Mommy."

We're trying to teach Luc how to share things a little better. Frederic told him he'll have to start sharing a lot more soon because there's a baby in Mommy's tummy. Luc starts walking over to me on the couch and says, "Me get it out." Yikes! I don't think he really understands what's going on just yet.

Luc's also learned when asking for something that adding pretty pretty in front of please is a little more effective. When he says it, it sounds like: "Pitty pitty Peas."

Last weekend, Luc and I went with Grandma and Grandpa to New Jersey for my cousin Karen's daughter's baptism. Luc did an awesome job in the car ride up there and coming back (though coming back that night I was so tired I wiped out the last resort for entertainment- the ipad- and let him have some fun until it was time to go to sleep.)

At the party for the baptism there were some other kids there as well. A boy was just over a year, and the girl was 20 months. Saturday evening my Aunt Lucille allowed Luc to play on the keyboard for a little while and then showed him how to turn it off. Sunday, Luc wanted to play with it again. Since there were other kids there and already a lot of noise, we told him he couldn't play with it. Later that afternoon the kids were playing peek-a-boo with each other in that same room as the piano. While I was peeking in the doorway, the little girl started banging on the keys and wanting it to turn on. Luc stood there looking at her, then walked over to the piano and started telling the girl, "Me turned it off." The little girl kept saying something like, "On. Fun." To which Luc kept repeating to her: "No, me turned it off." Then: "No, little girl. No." I couldn't help but laugh in the doorway. This is the first time Luc has been the older kid and seeing him give instructions to another kid made him seem so much older and mature. And it also warmed my heart to know he really does listen to me and follow instructions even when he and other kids want it the other way (and when the adults aren't in the room with them).

Where Does He Learn These Things?

I woke Luc up this morning, like every week morning, at 6am. I picked him up out of his crib and laid him down on the changing pad on the floor to get him dressed for the day. I was able to change his pj shirt. Luc was still half asleep, I guess, when I checked to see if he woke up dry or not and needed a new diaper- it was dry, no diaper needed. I grabbed his pants for the day and was about to change his pants, when Luc stood up and started walking toward the door. I said, "Luc, we need to change your pants. You're still in your pjs." He looked down at his pants and said, "Me want these." I said, "But they're your pjs. Come put on your pants." Luc- "No, me fine." And walked to wake Frederic up.

Luc and I were horsing around on the couch the evening before, being silly. He was pretending to grab my craft stuff hidden beside the couch, and I was grabbing his feet and pulling him back. I sat next to him at one point, a little too close, and he started to push me with his feet saying. "Move your booty, Mommy! Out of my way!"

Luc's toy dropped off the side of the footstool one afternoon, so he climbed onto the footstool on his belly to lean over and reach it. I asked if he needed help, Luc: "I got it. No problem." while holding his hand up as to block me from coming over. Thirty seconds later, "Help, Mommy! Me stuck!"

Easter

Saturday, we let Luc color 18 Easter eggs all by himself. Thank God it was so nice outside and we could do it on the deck so I didn't have to worry about him making a mess in the house if he spilled anything. He had a blast. He wanted to do more, so the ones that had dried, we let him dip them again. Then he had a blast putting stickers on them.

Sunday morning Luc opened his basket and got a few little things, like bubbles, playdoh, and Mickey Mouse garden gloves. He headed over to Bonne Maman and Bon Papa's house where my parents and brother came for lunch and to watch Luc do an egg hunt.

 

 After the hunt, we headed to my aunt and uncle's house for Easter dinner.

"Me Big Boy!"

Luc's a busy dude; always on the run. Here's what he finds fun:

-Chase Me game
-Climbing up the playhouse at the playground and going down the slide by himself
-Eating ice cream (and saying "cooollllldd" before he takes another huge mouthful)
-Going to swim class and then taking a long bath when we get home. He never wants to be out of the water (just like Mommy!)
-Going for long walks
-Counting 1-3, and then 6-13. He doesn't like 4 and 5
-Learning the alphabet- can spell Cali on her food container and recognizes his own name
-Begining to draw a circle and trace simple letters
-When you offer Luc food, especially something he's never had before, and doesn't want to try it, he'll say, "No, thank you. Me fine."
-Driving his Mickey Car around Grandma's house, cutting corners and cruising with his feet up
-Loves to eat chocolate (when he can get it), Nutella (Daddy spoils him on the weekends), bread and butter, cheese, and fries. And fruit- especially strawberries and blueberries
 -Doesn't care or even turn to say goodbye when Mommy and Daddy leave him with Bonne Maman and Bon Papa
-Plays "Rescue"- throws Pluto off the couch onto the floor, lays on the couch and reaches over to try to pick him up by the tail. He says, ok Pluto? and then pulls him up saying "Pull. Pull. Pull". Then he throws him off again.
-Will not wear jeans, corduroy, cargo pants. He will only wear sweatpants, jogging/track pants, and cotton pants.
-Everyone has to wear socks
-Climbs into his carseat by himself
-Keeps tabs on Grandpa every Friday while he's working from home to make sure he knows where he is in the house.
-Started going to weekly story time with Grandma at the local library
-Speaking in longer sentences. Sometimes it feels like I can have a whole conversation with him like he's years older than 2.
-"How big is your belly, Luc?" Luc-"Big, big, big!" as he sticks out his tummy
-Does not like to dance, or for anyone else to dance, sing, or whistle

Luc has been waking up in the morning with a dry diaper for about 2 weeks now. Slowly preparing myself to jump into the potty training...