When I'm frazzled or upset James will say, "calm down mommy, take a big breath." When Isaac is having a hard time James will say, "no be sad Isaac, I sing you a song! 'lead me guide me, walk a side me, help a find a way. Teach all da I can do, a live an I love you.'"
I'll never be able to describe it in writing, but he says a few words in the cutest way:
"and be cuties!"
"no get me!"
"daddy no go a work."
"oh my goodness!"
"and have chocolate cupcapes"
Favorite foods: melon (any kind, with a toothpick, the whole thing in one sitting), all fruit.
He is still a singer. There is an inside joke song in the Brown family that goes like this, "go potty, flush, wash, turn off the light." It has lingered from a FHE lesson, never to be forgotten, when a few of us, I won't mentioned names, needed a reminder of all the steps to that particular event.
The song resurfaced this year and James knows it by heart. His favorite place to sing it...is sacrament meeting. yup.
The latest running joke: replace words, at random, with the word "carrot" We'll be reading a book and he will request that we interject the word carrot, "Goodnight carrot," "All by my-carrot" and "the pokey little carrot" are pretty hilarious.
He's chewing on everything. He's like a puppy wearing down his teeth.
He loves Isaac, but he's taken to closing him into rooms lately. When I protest that Isaac needs to be able to come join us or I need to be able to hear him, James says, "Isaac no get me!"
James enjoys dishing himself up food at dinner, stirring bowls of batter or dough, making Isaac laugh, reading books with daddy, discovering lost items, and telling stories. Often in the middle of telling a story about his day he will randomly insert, "and fwoooosh I throw it up in the tree" Not sure where that came from.
Every so often he has a tidy moment where he becomes concerned that his room is messy or I discover he has hung up his jacket without my asking or put his socks into his shoes on the shelf all ready for next time.
The other night he woke at 4:30 soaking wet and after changing him and stripping his bed I asked him if he'd like to come sleep in our bed for the rest of the night. He nodded very excitedly. I told him he could if he was veeeeery quiet and went right back to sleep. He stated determinedly, "okay mommy, no wake up daddy, veeeeery quiet." True to his word he said only 5 words before settling in sleeping. It was so cute that last night when he woke again I let him join us. Yeah, we are all done with that idea. Now I remember why we have no kids in our bed rule. If I had a nickle for every time he kicked me in the stomach...
We are buddy's him and I. We talk stuff out and ask each other questions. He's quick and persistent and I wouldn't have it any other way.
He's learning to come up with explanations. Yesterday I reminded him that the apples in the fridge are for daddy's breakfasts so he needs to leave them alone. This morning after getting Isaac up I found James in the living room munching on an apple. He looked at me and said, "mommy, I just got a apple, but I save one for daddy breakfas', so daddy say it's okay."
Same concept at the grocery store. I reminded him that things need to stay in their packages until after we check out and pay for them. He gradually inched a new toy out of the packaging. When he saw me looking he hastily shoved it back in and said, "mommy I just put it back in! no take it out mommy just put it back in." And somehow I end up thanking him for his good deed. This kid.
Best story of all and then we will call this a post. Yesterday he hurt Isaac and I rescued the littlest brother and huffed off to my room so I could cool off before addressing biggest brother. When I came back out to arrange an apology he said, "mommy, I no sad! I say a prayer and Jesus help me be happy."
Never in the history of our family has he gone from being in so much trouble to none at all so quickly.