Colors
Steven has not been a happy boy for several weeks. Oh, he's had his happy moments, but he's not been his normal happy self. I think it might be related to how unsettled we've been with church. That's always been a big part of his life, and we'd been to a different church every Sunday for weeks! Lately we've been to the same church Sunday morning, Sunday night, Wed night - he's been able to become familiar with people. And, he seems to be happier now. In fact, he had a horrid day yesterday, and I was afraid that there would be no way he'd stay in the nursery for us to go to church. But, he was great, and he's been happy ever since! YAY!
Anyway, that's not the point of my post - my point was to say that this morning he had me rolling in the floor laughing, which has not been typical lately. We were in his room getting ready to get him dressed. I had opened his bottom drawer with all of his short sleeve shirts and, trying to engage him in the process of getting dressed, I said, "So, what are we going to wear today?" He peered into the drawer and said, "Pink!" I just looked at him and asked him to repeat himself - not believe he'd said what I thought he'd said. He repeated himself plainly! I said, "Honey, you don't have pink - we need to pick another color." (Keep in mind, I've pointed out colors to him, but he's never repeated them or shown any interest in learning them!) "Pink!" he said again. "No, sweetie," I reiterated, "we need another color." "Lallow!" came his next request. "Okay, we can do yellow!" I found a yellow and blue striped shirt and showed it to him. "Pink!" he said again! "No, Steven - yellow and blue." "Lallow" he said cheerfully, and proceeded to happily put on his yellow and blue shirt. Through this whole exchange I was trying my best to keep from hooting with laughter at his insistent on a pink shirt! Ah, the signs of a boy with big sisters!!! His daddy just groaned and decided it was time for boot camp! :-)
Anyway, that's not the point of my post - my point was to say that this morning he had me rolling in the floor laughing, which has not been typical lately. We were in his room getting ready to get him dressed. I had opened his bottom drawer with all of his short sleeve shirts and, trying to engage him in the process of getting dressed, I said, "So, what are we going to wear today?" He peered into the drawer and said, "Pink!" I just looked at him and asked him to repeat himself - not believe he'd said what I thought he'd said. He repeated himself plainly! I said, "Honey, you don't have pink - we need to pick another color." (Keep in mind, I've pointed out colors to him, but he's never repeated them or shown any interest in learning them!) "Pink!" he said again. "No, sweetie," I reiterated, "we need another color." "Lallow!" came his next request. "Okay, we can do yellow!" I found a yellow and blue striped shirt and showed it to him. "Pink!" he said again! "No, Steven - yellow and blue." "Lallow" he said cheerfully, and proceeded to happily put on his yellow and blue shirt. Through this whole exchange I was trying my best to keep from hooting with laughter at his insistent on a pink shirt! Ah, the signs of a boy with big sisters!!! His daddy just groaned and decided it was time for boot camp! :-)
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