Somewhere, somehow Rusty picked up that another word for bathroom is “restroom.” It is now his word of choice for that particular experience. The rest of us might say, “I need to use the … potty/bathroom/loo.” For Rusty it is always the restroom. Even if I say, “Rusty, do you need to use the bathroom?” He’ll respond, “No, I don’t need to use the restroom.”
Tommy occasionally calls it restroom, too.
Billy will just jump up, do a little dance, and shake his fist at us. (The sign in sign language for needing to go to the bathroom)
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Kevin took Ricky and Billy to Crystal Hot Springs for our church’s Father and Sons’ Camp Out in May. He didn’t quite feel ready to take all 4 boys camping with him. The boys had a great time (even though they didn’t get to go swimming) and came home exhausted. Kevin just came home exhausted.
As they were getting ready to leave and Tommy realized that he was going to be left behind, he started repeating, “Poppy a bad boy. Poppy a bad boy.” Apparently, if you don’t take Tommy camping with you … you are a bad boy!
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Billy found out his class assignment for next year during his last week of school. One of the boys that was on both his soccer and tee ball teams is going to be in his class with him. How Billy told Rusty about it went like this …
B: I can’t believe it! Rusty, you know number 7 on our tee ball team? He’s going to be in my first grade class!
R: Today?
B: No!! Next year. After summer vacation. There’s 101 days of summer vacation starting TODAY!
Then Billy broke into song singing “There’s 104 days of summer vacation, then school comes along just to end it …” (this is the theme song to the cartoon “Phineas and Ferb”).
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After Tommy was finished getting his ECHO done at Primary Children’s, I asked the tech how his heart looked. She looked at me and in all seriousness said, “I’m not allowed to say because I don’t have the right initials.”
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Tommy is pretty good at knowing the correct words for things, other than our cats. He thinks they are all Linus. Go figure.
Anyway, he caught us off guard the other day when he kept asking for berries. He wanted more berries. I tried to explain that we didn’t have any more berries and he was adamant that we did and he’d had some earlier. Finally, we bridged our communication gap and found that “berries” really meant grapes. We haven’t been able to break him of that yet.
At about the same time, he asked for some beans. Really didn’t know what he was going for with that one. It turns out “beans” really means M&Ms.
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One day, during quiet time, Tommy fell down and got a great big goose egg on his head. Once the tears were dry and a boo-boo bird (ice pack) was placed on his head, Tommy said, “I’m not very good at quiet time.”
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Any time a 3 year old gives you a thumbs up, it is just cute. And this boy gives them all the time …
