Nathan is developing a strong sense of who he is... and a sense of humor.
Not only did I give my birthday dinner to my son, but we spent my birthday found things for Nathan.
Not only is Nathan potty trained for all intents and purposes, but he's taking it a step further... he's peeing standing up.
Earlier this evening, my parents took my brother and I out to celebrate our birthdays. It's convenient to do this together as our birthdays are only six days apart (and four years).
Remember when I said that Nathan would likely cry up a storm when his snowman melts?
Considering the four or so inches of snow we got on Friday into Saturday, we did what anyone else would do with a young kid.
Nathan knows when he needs to go to the bathroom. He tells us, he goes. He's even gotten to the point where he climbs up on the toilet himself, but only for pee. He needs help getting up there for number two. He's had very few accidents in his pullups and, of late, underwear.
"Urf!" I yelped in a high pitch to which Nathan giggled.
When Katie was pregnant with Nathan and for the first couple years after that, I was warned by so many parents to watch out for the "terrible twos," that age when kids start to truly, ahem, assert themselves.
Today, Katie, Nathan, and I went to Scarecrow Fest in St. Charles. Katie likes to look around the arts and crafts tents and Nathan loves playgrounds. Since Scarecrow Fest has both, it was a win-win. I took him to the playground.
Earlier today, Nathan looked at me and said, "Awrrrrrr!"
For the last three Mondays, I've had the privelege of staying home with Nathan. My parents, who typically provide daycare for Nathan on Mondays, were on vacation. Instead of dishing out for an extra day of paid daycare, I had the PTO and decided to use it.
For a few years, we've been told that an effective way of potty training a child, particularly a boy, is to let them run around the house mostly naked. Or, at least, naked from the waist down.
I stayed at home today with Nathan and awaited his wake up after Katie left for work.
During trips to the park the last couple of days, Nathan has been quick to find the moon in the early evening sky. I'm not sure how he knows the moon in the non-nighttime sky, but he does.
Today, our little man turned three. Where the time has gone, we have no idea. It has flown by like a flash and yet so much has happened that we can't keep track of it all.
Nathan never fails to amaze me daily with what he learns. Today, for example, he and I went to Trader Joe's to pick up the fixings for pizza and he made an observation as I was getting him out of the car.
There's nothing quite like family fun when you've got a young'un who really doesn't express much of an opinion (yet) about what he'd prefer to do all the time.
Today was a Daddy/Kids' Day with my brother and his daughter, Zoey, and we went to the United Center to see Marvel Universe Live!
In the past, holidays didn't mean much to Nathan. Sure, once he got into the groove of opening presents, he enjoyed it, but it still wasn't that big a deal.
With Nathan turning three next month, Katie and I have started thinking about pre-school for him. Not this year, he's too young and his birthday is right on the cutoff. But next year.
We finally did it. One of those things we've been wanting to do with Nathan for so long but have just not been willing to pull the trigger. We took him to his first movie.
It was a scorcher today. Okay, maybe not as hot as it was last year when we went this time last year. At least we had a slight breeze. It didn't matter. Nathan was happy. Hot, but happy. He was seeing Thomas. I have pictures to prove it.
Tomorrow is the day Nathan's head might explode from sheer joy. Why? This.
Nathan has been absolutely rocking it in the world of potty training.
I'm on the verge of renaming, or at the very least nicknaming, Nathan as Jordan. I think Katie is on board with this, as well.
It's the Weekend of Swim in Kasa Kapgar!
This week, Katie and I moved beyond just general idea creation and have begun to earnestly plan Nathan's birthday.
As parents, Katie and I made one of the big trust leaps today, we left Nathan at home with his first babysitter.
Initially my blog post today was intended to be a rant about how Nathan hates potty training... to some degree.
There's nothing quite like driving Nathan to daycare yesterday, already running late, only to hear a strange gagging sound from the backseat.
Fear not, ladies and gentlemen, Nathan is back on the market!
So this conversation happened yesterday with Nathan's daycare provider...
Nathan has a weird habit of climbing up on my lap and then sitting on his knees facing me and rubbing his face against my beard.
We took care of Nathan's cousin Zoey today for a bit. The two of them spent much of that time fighting over his toys.