April has told me for a while that I must be color blind. She says this half-jokingly, but it stems largely from me not being able to decipher black and navy blue. They look the same to me, but she insists that they are different colors. Due to my lack of vision, I am able to get out of picking the boys clothes in the morning. More often than not when I do pick out their clothes, April goes behind me and gets something else for them to wear. This morning as we were getting ready for church, I decided to "be helpful" by not only picking out Samuel's outfit, but also dressing him. I was right proud of myself until April walked in and said, "that sweater does not match his shirt." She quickly marched to his closet and handed me another sweater to put on him. At that point I proceeded to take off his sweater and put the other on. After I took the original off, he began to protest the new one. He fought it for a bit as I was trying to get it on, until finally I prevailed (or so I thought). Samuel demonstrated his displeasure in the new sweater (the one April picked-out I might add), by kicking and screaming in a way that he has not done in quite some time. April and I both tried to calm him, but nothing would work. In his fit of rage he ran over to the kitchen trashcan and tried to throw the sweater away. Fortunately, he hasn't figured out how to take outer wear off by himself. Thus he just screamed while pulling back and forth on the sweater. We realized at this point that he was not going to compromise and we came to the conclusion that this was not a battle worth fighting. April took the sweater off and Samuel immediately ran into his bedroom where he grabbed the first sweater off the hanger in the closet and came back into the living room with it. We ended up changing his pants (this was April's compromise to the original wardrobe malfunction) and placed the first sweater back on him. After this he was peachy perfect and ready to go to church. Once we arrived at church, April noticed that his shoes were on the wrong feet. In the heat of getting him dressed, I had put Samuel's shoes on backwards. Luckily, he did not fight us switching his shoes. By the way, during Worship and Wonder (kids church) the teachers said he had one of the best behaved days he has had in a while. I guess the early morning rant got everything out of his system.
Despite the occasional rants, Samuel continues to impress me with his development. He absolutely loves letters and numbers. We have this letter box that he received for Christmas. He enjoys spending time playing with the letters and putting them in ABC Order. Recently he has started spelling words with the letters. He can spell his first and last name, STOP, GO, YES, and NO. In addition, he can count to 30 without any problems. My parents have a child's desk that was mine when I was a kid. It includes a chalk board on one side and a magnetic board on the other. Inside are all the letters and numbers. He absolutely loves playing with this and I wish we had one like it. Unfortunately, I have not seen anything quite like this for sale. I've briefly looked online, but have not yet seen one that I feel he would like. I'm curious if anyone has some suggestions about where we might could find a simple play school desk. We are thrilled with his interest in letters and numbers, so we would really like to capitalize on this strength that he has developed.
In conclusion, I would like to wish everyone a Happy Valentine's Day. I am blessed to have a loving, caring wife who makes daily sacrifices for our family. In this season of love, I thank everyone for the multitude amount of support you have bestowed upon us. We love you all very much!
Until next time,
Brian
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