Put Your Hands Up!

Some quick updates about life with an almost-3 year old, Mr. P...

My name has changed from "Mama" to "Mommy," back to "Mama" and now to "Miss. Mama." The formality is hilarious, and no, I NEVER asked him to call me that! We do ask him to use "Miss." with our adult female friends or his female teachers. I guess he figures he should use it with me too. Even though I keep telling him he doesn't need to use the title with me, it has stuck. The funniest thing is that instead of HH being Mr. Daddy, he's Miss. Daddy too!

Mr. P's favorite song is not from The Wiggles or any other cheesy kid's group... no, it's Beyonce! More specifically, "Single Ladies" is his current favorite. He even requests it as his lullaby some nights and sings right along. Something about hearing his little boy voice singing, "All the single ladies, all the single ladies... Put your hands up!" just cracks me up every time.

Another update is that Mr. P has started having more and more nightmares. Poor guy. He sometimes just cries out in the middle of the night, or will talk/shout in his sleep. Often, it seems to involve someone taking or eating his food. What have we done to our poor child?!?!

Speaking of talking... Mr. P is speaking mostly in full sentences now. The things he says cracks us up! Especially when he randomly starts recalling specific scenes or directly quoting movies or TV shows. Nemo seems to be a current fave, since he just watched it a couple of days ago: "You're about to eat my bubbles!"

And lastly, an update on teeth: A couple of months ago, Mr. P cut his bottom "two-year molars." We kept waiting for the upper set, and a couple of nights ago we realized that is upper right molar has broken through. Those big molars look so painful as they come in... fortunately, they don't seem to be bothering him *too* much.