I don’t talk as much about Nathan now as I did back when he was still new and I was discovering what it was to be a dad. One of the things that I have learned is that everyday I discover a new little bit of what being a dad really means, but that isn’t the point tonight. I just thought in case anyone was wondering I would update you a bit on who Nathan is these days.
Nathan is now 2 years old. He is a very loud, very active little boy. Lately we started giving him a daily allergy medicine which we give him by “tickling his nose” with the spray. I don’t know if it is working or what, but these past couple of weeks he seems to have found a whole new gear. Of course he can run now and pretty much understand anything that you say. He can say too many words to count.
He has this tendency to find one toy and carry it around with him everywhere he goes. This week it is his “Lightning McQueen Car” from the Pixar movie Cars and the Sheriff car which he calls “police car” from that flick as well. The other day he was holding the sheriff and his “blue car” and I wanted to hold one so I asked him if I could. He said no so I told him to give me one of the cars (trying to teach him to share). He shouted at me “SHARE!” and then held both cars up to his chest. I don’t know how I ended up with a car (I may have just taken it) but he turned at looked at Meredith and said, “MOMMY, DADDY SHARE!” My kid told on my to my wife. He straight up tried to get her to make me give his toy back. Yes, to my son sharing isn’t something that you do, it is a word you say to demand something that you want.
We are doing the whole “super nanny” version of TIME OUT and it sort of works. I think our stern voices bug him as much as having to sit in his time out chair. Before we will let him get up he has to say he is sorry. So the other day I was putting on his shoes and we just happened to be near the TIME OUT chair. So I sat him on it to get his shoes on and as soon as I did he said, “Sorry, Daddy,” in this sweet little voice. The kid didn’t know what he had done wrong, but he sure new the way to get out of it.
We have hit that great time in a child’s developmental life cycle when he can understand that he doesn’t have something, but can’t understand why Mommy and Daddy can’t immediately get it for him. Today he was crying for his “blue car” and we had no clue where it was. He would not stop crying, even though we tried to explain that we didn’t have it. He just kept walking behind Meredith saying, “blue car, please. blue car, please.” It was sad.
One last thing. Today at Walmart he saw a Cars racetrack that he wanted so he picked it up ad starting walking towards the front saying, “pay for it, pay for it.” Yep he is my son through and through.