Our boys turned three years old. Three years have gone by since those teeny tiny little nuggets entered our world and changed everything. I could cry. As ALL parents say, it really does go by fast. The days of newborns are the longest and the shortest days in the weirdest way possible. After that, it just picks up pace. I never wished to “rush” through any phase (even potty training) because I knew once it was over, that was it.
This just doesn’t seem like that long ago to me.
My West. He is exactly that, a momma’s boy. The world ends if Daddy attempts to dry Weston off after the bath tub. I use that to my advantage and he hops out of the bath super fast. Weston is a ball of emotion on most days and can swing from being the sweetest, loving, giggly boy to incredibly frustrated and upset with anyone and everyone. He is a lot like me in that sense…every feeling is full of emotion. He looks out for Corbin and loves to introduce them to other people, first saying his name and then pointing out Corbin.
At their three year check up, Weston weighed in at 33 lbs and 38.5″ tall. He is slightly above the fiftieth percentile for weight and right at the seventy fifth percentile for height. Weston still naps on occasion and when he does, he naps hard. He sleeps through the night like a champ, rarely getting up and on most days I can hardly get him out of bed in the morning (again, similar to mom).
Things I don’t want to forget: Every morning, Weston runs into my arms and tucks his head into my neck so his eyes can get used to the light. When I go to pick him up from school, he grins and squeezes me so tight and says, “I’m so glad you’re here”. When he laughs at his brother, its a full belly laugh if Cor does something silly and the way he says big words like, “incredible and amazing” when we go new places. How Weston always wants to help me with chores.
Corbin is still more of a Daddy’s boy. He wakes up early on most days to make sure he sees Daddy before he leaves for work. Daddy always says goodbye but Corbin will look for him half of the morning, asking where he went. Corbin is my snuggle bug though and will lay with me for a few minutes before he fully wake up and always wants to play what I call Marco Mommy with me. If I am in another room he will call, “mommy” and I respond and this continues until he locates me. Corbin is more independent then his brother though and likes to entertain himself, but he also really loves to aggravate Weston. He will take a toy he knows Weston wants and then run away and make Weston chase him. It usually ends with Corbin throwing it behind the couch/table/tub and Weston in tears. I can only image how these “fights” will progress.
Corbin weighed in at 30.2 pounds and 38 inches tall. His weight falls just below the fiftieth percentile and his hight was at the seventy fifth. Tall and lean as he has always been. Corbin sleeps through the night about 60% of the time. He sometimes wakes up to go potty or needs reassurance after a bad dream. Sometimes he just comes in to snuggle (to which we send him back to bed). It’s a small prayer every night that he (we) make it through.
Things I don’t want to forget: Corbin with his blanket and sucking his thumb (I know). How he will share with his brother and, if Weston is upset, he tries to fix it. Corbin will thank you for doing something for him (like Daddy built the playground for them and a month later, he’s still saying thank you). How he has the goofiest grin when someone tells him to smile for a picture. How much he loves to build parking lots (cars lined up), when he tells me “follow me Mommy” and pulls my hand. How animated and excited he is when he talks about everything.
The nuggets are total boys. They love trains trucks, cars, dirt and messes. They’re not so much into bugs…yet. In the love of all trucks, we had a Fire Truck themed birthday party.
I found Fire Truck 2 You with Fireman Scott, that brings a real fire truck right to your party. It was so outstanding, I couldn’t recommend a more fun event. I actually attended a community event last night and discovered we are kinda infamous in the neighborhood from this party since the mayor’s daughter in law stopped to inquire about it. Whoa, right?
The boys were in love with every aspect, except honking the horn. Corbin did that once and scared more than half the party’s attendants, including himself and that was that. No more honking. But each child had the opportunity to climb in and out of the truck, turn on the lights, push buttons, etc. They had fireman outfits to put on and Fireman Scott even talked about firemen and how they are there to help and not to be scared. It was truly a unique and exciting party for the boys. My next door neighbor (who brought his grand daughter) was my favorite, as he was as interested in participating as the three year olds.
I couldn’t recommend Fire Truck 2 You and Scott to more people then I have, i.e., everyone. If you have a kiddo between the ages of three to ten, it is a GREAT party idea. I mom failed on the pictures and relied on everyone else to capture the day. Luckily, I have great friends.
Our babies are three but they will always be my babies. I can’t even read that book
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Couldn’t love them more and you are an excellent Mom. Dad is such a good man too. Johnny on the spot to do for them. I love you all