Emmi Expecting: Summer G Update (pic heavy)

My baby boyo is growing up so quickly I can't even stand it sometimes. Of course, once he manages to potty train successfully, I'll be even more impressed. It's an ongoing process.
AND UGH TODDLERS. Threenager is not an exaggeration. We've gotten some "leave me alone!"s and some "get out of my room!"s. These tantrums are making the terrible twos look like, well, kids' play! I'm hoping this is the threes kicking in because I don't want to see how it can get worse. Though, in the last week, it seems to have gotten better, so I have some hope.
Some Little Moments:
-I took a shower with him, and when we got off and I'd dried him off, he started hopping around the bathroom saying "ribbit! Ribbit! I a fwog!!"-Pat my toe! No, faster!-Knock Knock! Me: Who's there? G: Stinky sock! Hahahaha!-I Gwayson Lawrence. Your name Mama Lawrence. And and and Baby Lawrence.-We were reading his animal alphabet book, and we got to the elephant and he says "Roll tide!" complete with hand motions. I tried to move on, and he continues saying "Elephant! Roll tide!" He did NOT learn that at home!-"I need cheers Mommy!" And made me clink my water bottle against his sippy cup-I had the perfect opportunity to talk about consent with G. He has a friend at our church who he absolutely adores. They're so flippin' cute together. His friend gave the "teacher" a kiss and I asked G if he wanted to give her a kiss too. He said yes and walked right up to his friend, lips puckered, face up. I don't know if she didn't realize it, but she walked away. G said "I want to give kiss her!" And I told him "You can kiss her, but you have to ask her first, and see if she says yes. Sometimes people don't want to be kissed, so ask her first." He wouldn't ask; I think he was too shy, but he kept saying he wanted to kiss her and I kept responding that you have to ask someone if you can kiss them before you actually do. Repetition is great in this case. He did eventually get his kiss when they said goodbye. She's at least 2 inches taller than him; it melts my heart to see them together. And I'm so glad that this opportunity presented itself so we can start these conversations early!!-Me: What are you counting? G: Fingers! Me: Fingers? G: On truck! One, two, free, fowr, fibe, six, eight, nine, ten, eleben, twelb, tirteen...one-teen, two-teen, free-teen...-Me: "Do you want your sister to sit in the cart with you?" G: "Ya!" Me: "Ok, but you have to promise to be nice to her." G: "I need to pet her!!"-Just last Sunday at church, he and his friend were playing around, and when it was time for communion, they both ran between the two lines, up to the railing and started yelling "Mommy! Mommy!" Luckily, our church is very kid friendly and we were allowed to skip the line too, standing behind them. They continued to play during coffee hour, doing their usual run between the parish hall and the sanctuary. Eventually, I had to take G home, and when he said goodbye, he walked up to her and (umprompted) said "Can I gib you kiss?" Before he even finished, she'd full-on kissed him. It was so cute. On the way home he kept saying "[Name] kissed me on lips, Mama." So freaking adorable!

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