So Xay has been sleeping with me and spending a lot more time with me the last few days (well until today). My mom and I fell out over some things she said behind my back and I finally grew a spine and took him back. Honestly its been the happiest I have been in the last year and a half.
2 1/2 years old and he wears 2T-3T easily. He loves talking about Michael's Cows (my older brother runs a farm and has cattle). I also wake up and go to sleep hearing him say, "Watch Choo Choo" (Thomas the Train). That is about all he will willing sit down and watch here because I don't have a VCR for all my disney movies from when I was little. He also likes Tom & Jerry on occasion. He copies sounds that people makes and tries to sing his abc's and twinkle twinkle little star. When you hear him count he always starts with 2 and then 3. And he will count them till 5 and then say yay and clap. Potting training is....a struggle. I finally convinced mom to use pull ups instead of diapers so at least we can get him to the potty faster. He calls my mom "Mamaw," he calls P.J.'s mom "Mamah Jo," then you have "Papaw," and then you have me...he doesn't call me mom, mommy, or momma....he calls me Ma (and its not pronounced maw either). He knows where all his body parts are and can identify most household objects. He also loves going out to the river...it has overtaken the park I do believe. His Mamaw bought him a pool yesterday and he gave them a fit about putting clothes on because he thought it was like taking a bath. But they finally got shorts on him and here was the end result.
Anyways, Yesterday I wrecked for the first time. I had Chris and David in the car and the brakes didn't worked I over corrected and went wizzing into the mountain side (thank God for those piles of loose slate rock) and then proceeded to flip. We got really lucky God blessed us with our lives.
I will stop here for now my wrist is starting to hurt cuz I sprained it pretty bad. Sucks. Night!