One morning last week Nolan told me he really didn't want to go to Jeanni's house. That was out of the ordinary so I tried to get him to tell me why and he couldn't really tell me. Still I just dropped them off as usual thinking he'd get over it quickly, but about 2 minutes later while on my way to work I got a call from Jeanni saying Nolan was really upset and wanted to talk to me. Poor guy was really crying. So I pulled over and wasn't sure what to do - go to work or go back and get him? I didn't want him to think he could just cry and I would stay home from work every day, but this was so unusual that I wondered if he really just needed me. Not to mention I had just had a tough couple of days wondering if I should really be working or not, so I was ripe for letting my working-mom-guilt get the best of me. I waited a few minutes then called back. When it was clear he was still upset I decided to go pick him up. We went back home and had breakfast, then I took both boys to toddler time. When we picked Branson up Nolan yelled bye to Jeanni from the car and said, "I really like Jeanni. She's really nice to me. I'm just having a tough day." Awww. Poor little guy. I think he really was just having a rough morning and needed a little more time with mommy ♥ I will say there was a moment I thought my barely 3 year old had just completely played me and went through this whole charade just to go home to play a board game that he wanted to play that morning, but I wouldn't let him because we were in a hurry. Still might possibly be true, but as the morning went on I still think was being sincere ♥ We went to toddler time and then afterwards I took them back to Jeanni's and he was just fine. Love that boy. And even though it threw a little wrench in the day I'm so glad to have gotten to spend a bit more time with my Nolan and happy that he still wants his mom sometimes.
He uses some pretty big words and it's so cute/funny to hear coming out of a barely 3 year old. Some recent quotes:
"Personally, I just want to wrestle with Branson."
"Oh, I forgot my blankets unfortunately."
"Ugh, so embarrassing."
"Oh, this is terrible!"
"Are you enjoying this book Branson?"
"This is fantastic!"
"I'm collecting all the cards."
He can now count to "a hunderd." He did it for the first time the other night and he was SO proud of himself. As he should be! And, just like him, as soon as he was done he wanted to know how to count past 100.
Sadly, he now says "Instructions" correctly instead of "Inuctrions" like he used to. I was hoping that cute mispronunciation would last forever.
Conversation with Nolan in the car on the way home from the park:
N: Can you take me to Rite Aid so I can get a PEZ dispenser that I don't have?
Me: Not today buddy
Nolan was upset at this so we had a discussion about how we don't always get to do the things we want and we should be grateful for all the PEZ that we do have.
N: Sigh. Fine, I'll just go by myself then (he wasn't mad, just said it in a 'well, if that's what I have to do' kind of tone ☺).
Me: How are you going to go by yourself?
N: Just...get in the car. (again, very matter-of-factly)
Me: But you can't drive. You are only 3 years old and you have to be 16 years old to drive. ::counted to 16:: that's a lot of birthdays!
N: Sigh. Fine. you can just take me after lunch then.
We taught him the word 'compromise' a few days ago. He picked it up pretty quickly and even put it to use recently. We needed to do a quick bath so I told him we weren't going to put toys in. But of course he really wanted to have toys, so he came up with the compromise to pick just one toy. I was proud of him for coming up with it!
One night in the car Justin said to N: "Remember? You have two star wars shirts." Nolan: "Well, actually I have one shirt and one sweatshirt" ☺ Justin has never been more proud or more sure that Nolan is indeed his son than when he so easily found the nuanced problem with his statement. Another example - I said, "Hey Nolan, we can watch Star Wars and Toy Story too if you want." ::silence as you can practically hear the wheels turning in his smart little brain:: Nolan: "Toy Story 2? or Toy Story 1?" Another one: I said to Nolan, "Come here so I can take your pants off." N looks down, "these are shorts."
Lately Nolan will sometimes make a ridiculous statement when he's mad. Something like:
"If you don't do [whatever it is I want], then I don't like blankets!"
"If you don't get me milk, then I don't like my star wars toys!!"
"If you say that (ex. time for bed or time to go to Jeanni's), then I don't want to watch TV!!"
Justin says he understands what Nolan is doing when he says things like this, but I don't get it and can't even relay what Justin tried to explain to me. Just know that their minds think alike ☺
N: "I need alllllll the lightsabers. I need a yellow lightsaber." Me: "I don't think they have yellow lightsabers bud." N: ::thinking:: "well, we just have to find new kyber crystals...ya." Duh, mom. (also, BJ corrected me and they do in fact have yellow lightsabers).
Often Nolan will do a big exasperated sigh, and give us an eyeroll #threenager.
He knows quite a few SW characters already, but his favorites seem to be R2-D2 and C-3PO. As he's flipping through books he always finds and points his cute little finger at those 2 characters. He also points out Darth Vader and growls ☺
This kid has a serious sweet tooth. He's always grabbing M 'n' M's or something like that and grunting at me until I give him one.
He loves his binkies and is a borderline hoarder of them (Aunt Devin's accurate analysis).
He's Very dramatic, flopping and wailing when he doesn't get what he wants. We're in trouble. I fully expect him to be the child on the floor of the toy aisle at Target.
We still worry constantly about his safety. He always has a new bruise, usually on his poor little head.
He and Nolan are starting to play together more and it melts our hearts. Well, except for that one day I stayed home from work and instead of napping Nolan showed B Star Wars books for 45 minutes then dumped all of their stuffed animals in B's crib and climbed in to play instead of napping. Oey. It was pretty cute though and it was good to see them so happy together.
Nolan shut Bran's fingers in the door the other night. Oh we were SO mad at him. In fact, I don't know that I've ever seen Justin so mad. Luckily B was just fine - that's one tough boy. Nolan was in big trouble!
He loves doing a rubber ducky lineup at bathtime ☺
Good big brother ♥
Always climbing up the slide.
Matchy pjs!
He asked me to build a Death Star. This was the best I could do ☺
We went to the library one night when they had animals for the kids to pet! Here's Nolan petting a lemur. We didn't last too long though haha.
Nolan is definitely his father's son ♥
Mom life.
We love the train set at Barnes and Noble.
After Nolan freaked over fireworks, and the boom from the cannon at BYU football games, and the loud movie theater we decided to get these noise cancelling headphones. So far it's been a great purchase!
Hanging out with Gm Bailey
♥ ♥ ♥
Twins!













































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