One of the Boys

Before I get to Tubby's 2nd birthday (I need to find my camera first, as it has been missing since the hockey banquet on Sunday evening, and I am beginning to get worried....all of his birthday pictures are still on there!), here's just a quick recap of some of his preferences as of recently....

Thomas has always been all boy, and continues to be as such. It is actually funny, because he spends most of his time playing with Laura, who is all girl, so where these boy ideas came from can only be traced back to genetics and natural gender alone.

He still loves hockey, and has really developed a wicked shot which he can aim and get to go anywhere he desires it to go. He has good form, and has a natural talent for this. He is especially cute as he shoots, then lifts his stick up and yells "Goh!" (for goal).

His latest obsession (and it is truly an obsession) is cars. He is no longer satisfied to have a small selection of cars at his disposal. He needs to have every single car in the house. What started off as a handful of cars in his Cars backpack that we would bring with us places, is now a bursting backpack full of cars weighing much more than himself. And he insists on taking this EVERYWHERE with him.....even though he can scarcely lift and/or move the thing. He even needs to bring it to bed with him. It's crazy.

He is loving the nicer weather and the chance to play outside with the other kids. He rides his cars (of course) around on the driveway, and is even cooperative enough to wear a helmet while playing on the ride-ons like the other kids. Probably because of his extreme stuffiness, he is rather unbalanced these days. Here is suggestion that helmet wear for Tubby may be recommended for any type of outdoor play:

I am trying hard to get him to latch onto his puppies and woof-woofs at bedtime. They are a much softer and lighter option for bedtime. And they don't hurt when they get thrown in my face in the middle of the night.

While his Thomas the Train bed beautifully awaits him upstairs, he still has yet to sleep in it. With his constant barrage of colds attacking his poor little body, and coughing so hard at night that he pukes, timing for sleeping in his own bed does not seem to be on our side. He's got to go though, before the new baby arrives....I do not want him feeling bad that the new baby is more important than he is. He's always going to be my sweet little baby boy!