The Mysterious Case of the Disappearing "A"

Carson is going through just the most fun/challenging stage ever. We are having so much fun with him and learning a lot about patience all at the same time. It has been so much fun lately as he is learning so many new words all the time. I just love hearing him say new things every day and it cracks us up the things he picks up that we say. Carson also still loves to sing and learn new songs. Whenever we are learning a new song and I finish singing it, he says, "again, again," until we sing it over and over and over again. So we usually find a video of someone else singing it and he watches it on our phones. Oh Carson LOVES the phone, he asks for it all the time.

He is also getting better and better at saying Camilla's name. It sounds kinda like cama or camiya. He still loves her like crazy, but Carson's very most favorite thing in the world are letters. We have those magnetic ones for the fridge and Carson takes them everywhere, I mean everywhere. He takes them to bed at night, to the pool and he carries them the entire time he swims, he takes them to the store, to church, on walks, all the time. Well he has a favorite letter, the letter "A". He loves it. A few weeks ago the A went missing. It is somewhere in this house, I know it but we lost it. We pulled apart couch cushions, we looked behind dressers and under the stove. We turned this house upside down and we could not find it. We said a prayer and Carson wanted it to come so bad and it just wasn't to be. Every morning Carson would wake up and say, "where da A Mommy?" And then he would go and look under the couch because missing letters are usually found there. It was heartbreaking. Every time we would think he had forgotten it, he would ask for it again and then sulk away saying, "no A, no A." It still hasn't turned up, poor guy.

He loves to go swimming, he is such a fish, but he also loves to play outside in the backyard with the hose. But he insists upon being naked when he plays back there. As soon as we get outside he starts tugging on his clothes and taking off his diaper. Well, we think its pretty adorable so, of course, we let him. Plus its so dang hot! Have I mentioned how hot it is lately, it is a sauna here!

He also loves to wrestle, with us, with Josie, with the pillows on the bed. He is such an active child and so full of energy, he wears me down every day. He loves to go "for a walk", any time of the day. And don't think Carson's walks are just strolls around the block. Oh no, this kid can walk for over a mile and begs me to go farther.

Carson also loves to color and color. I can give him crayons and some paper and he will color the whole time I shower and get ready in the morning. He also has crayons for the shower and bath and can stay in there for an hour coloring. His favorite thing to color are of course, letters but he mostly just scribbles all over. And whenever he colors he says, "color on paper, only paper". That is an important lesson we have learned the hard way.

Time out doesn't phase this kid, I say Carson do you want to go to time out? "time out, okay" I must be doing something wrong in that department. He is kicking us when we change his diaper and when he does it he says, "don't kick, time out, okay". Maybe he doesn't understand the word don't... he also hits Josie and then says, "don't hit, pet her."

He is still our little eater, eating tons. I would say yogurt is his favorite though. When we get to the grocery store he immediately bends over and starts pushing the grocery cart directly over to the yogurt section. No matter which grocery store we go to, we must first go to the back to the yogurt, he knows where it is in every store. If I try and steer the cart somewhere else first, he says, "this way, this way, yogurt."

I can admit it, Carson is spoiled, but we sure love him and are having a lot of fun with him. He cracks us up every day. Ever since Camilla was born he has gotten very attached to his blanket and wants to take it all over the place, which I indulge because, well like I said, he's spoiled. He is a sweet boy, after he plays with his friends at their houses or at nursery, he always wants to give them hugs good bye and knows all of his friends' names and talks about them all the time. Sigh...I need to toughen up, but how do you not spoil a boy this sweet:

Whenever Aaron gets home from work or just mowing the lawn, Carson screams "Daddy" and runs up to him and gives him a big hug. And when Aaron leaves for work in the morning Carson follows him out the door and runs to his car and tries to get inside. Then I have to carry him away wanting his Dad. Then when we get inside he says, "right back." Time really does fly for him. :) We sure love our Car Car man.