Inspiration

When David and I first started talking about having kids David once made me laugh out loud by saying, "I really hope we have a kid with my personality and your hair." Since what he was saying wasn't as arrogant as it sounds, I'll translate for you. Pretty much he wanted a kid with a crazy personality and crazy hair.
Thanks for that one David.
Regardless, that is what God decided to bless us with. Even though Grayson is barely over 2, we are pretty sure he has inherited both of those traits from him good ole mom and pop. So, these are some of Grayson's "moments" that inspired this blog in the first place. I don't want to forget them. In random order...

-Almost every morning while Grayson is eating breakfast he says "Cheers!" and he clinks his sippy cup of milk to my cup of coffee (carefully of course). My mom taught him that one when we lived with them.

-I'm convinced Grayson would stay outside all day long if I let him. Favorite activities include driving his firetruck, swinging, cooking food in his playhouse, walking up to the school by our house with David and doing the steps and ramps, and pretending to drive our cars and pushing all of the buttons. (I can't count the number of times I turn on my car and the radio blares, and the blinkers and windshield wipers start going!)

-Grayson loves to go on "Bamboo Adventures" with his Pappy. And occassionally other people get invited.

-Lately, Grayson has gotten pretty bossy in the car. I guess he has a good sense of direction because he generally knows where we are and if he doesn't like the destination he'll say "No, that way!!!!" and point in the direction he wants to go. Maybe we should mix things up a bit and go to different places for a change.

-I love that the other day Grayson dragged his Bibi into his room to show her all his toys and looked at us and said "Out!" He's two and we are already cramping his style.

-Six times now, I have walked into his room after his nap and found him pant less and diaper less. Sometimes with the added bonus of poo smeared everywhere. Six times he has gotten punished for this. You think he would learn. Maybe he senses the dilemma in my head of whether to laugh hysterically or start dry heaving.

-Grayson was a late walker and talker. Now he is making up for lost time, since he rarely slows down or meets a stranger. He loves to wave and talk to everyone we meet at the store, the dry cleaning lady, and pretty much anyone who will listen. He greets me every morning from his crib, before I even turn on the light, with a very loud "Hi Mama! Do today?" (which means, what are we going to do today?) He then rushes out of the room to go find Maya, our dog, and greets her with a very long sentence about random things. She is not a morning dog, so she just sits there and listens patiently and gives him a short happy lick when he is done. The whole thing makes me laugh every morning, which is no small feat since I usually haven't had a cup of coffee yet.

-I love that Grayson yells "Ellie! Anna!" everytime we see the Shelton girls, which is at least 2-3 times a week. He also threw a huge temper tantrum yesterday when he decided he would rather go home with them in their car rather than with me. Lovely.

-I love that Grayson gets to frequently play with his cousins Will and Anna Lee. I am somewhat fearful of the shenanigans they will get themselves into one day. Hopefully, Grayson won't be the instigator.

-I love that when we go out to eat with Holman's, we can sit Grayson and Cooper by each other and they totally entertain each other.

-Grayson says "nack" for snack, and "nake" for snake. Common kid stuff. I almost lost it the other night when David was sounding out "snack" for him, and he matter of factly looked at David and said "Nack, that's right Dada." Like, he was proud of David for saying it correctly. Ha.

-Grayson has one huge sweet tooth. He devours anything with a trace amount of sugar in it. He would shake his Easter eggs and say "Candy?" and if they didn't rattle he would throw them down until he found one that did.

-If he hears something out of the ordinary his eyes get real big and he will stick one finger up in the air and say "Hear it?"

-I love that Aunt Lele (my sister Leslie) can do no wrong in his eyes. Everything is hilarious when she does it. And that he prefers to hold her hand vs. mine when we are out and about.

-When asked who his favorite dada is he replies "Dada David" and favorite mama "Mama WeeAnn". He also calls for us by name from his crib sometimes. Weird.

-Some mornings when he wakes up before me I hear him call from his crib "Maaamaaaaa...wake up!!!"

-If our parents babysit for us, he is often heard saying the next morning "Bibi, are you?" or "G, are you?" (Which means, where are you? Come get me now).

-I love that everyday Grayson asks to go to school or music class. And to play with Play Doh. In that order. Before I have even lifted him out of his crib.

Obviously, I love his one-liners from his crib and I promise I don't leave him in there all the time. It was after hearing some of these funny things from his little self, that got me thinking "I have to write this down!"