I had to do one last post about this cute little boy I have before our lives get flipped upside down by baby sister.
Zacky Boy, when I think of you these words come to mind: CRAZY ENERGY, laughter, curious, strong willed, silly, sweet, joy, imagination, smart and the list goes on. You have been such a blessing in my life. When things are hard all I need is your silly little smile or laugh and I know that everything has to be okay. You have been a trooper this past year as our lives are constantly changing, you just keep going without missing a beat. You are such a good boy, SERIOUSLY, mischievous maybe, but generally you don't get into too much trouble.
Zack you been very interested in drawing recently, you want to color more than play trains it seems like. Hard to believe I know! This last week as we were drawing you traced your hand and did a pretty dang good job at that! I had no idea you could do that. You amaze me every single day. You are even very interested in writing letters and can spell your name.
You have also become quite the little singer, always have been, but you have mastered quite a few songs and we can find you singing several times a day. Your favorite you learned from nursery, it's the speckled frogs song. You also enjoy the leap frog alphabet song, the cars theme song (which is hilarious to listen to as you really don't know the words) the "weensy weensy" spider, and many others that I can't think of right now. I have an awesome video of you singing the speckled frog song but I can't get it to download. Maybe coming soon.....
You still refer to yourself and others as trains. The other day after eating lunch you said to me "mommy, i'm a dirty train" held out your hands and said "my buffers are dirty!".
The other night Bernie was lying on one of your blankets that was on the floor. Being very protective of your blankets this was disturbing to you and you tried to pull her off. You kept saying "Bernie get your legs off, you have hair!". The funny thing is you don't mind at all rolling around on the floor with Bernie or lying on top of her.
You are quite the little character, living at Grandma and Grandpa's house is a blast for you! Although sometimes I wonder if you are a little confused by this living arrangement. You have been calling Grandma, MOM and Grandpa, DAD (sometimes Grandson) and recently you have insisted on calling YOUR Dad, Kevin. I am usually Mommy but sometimes Rachie. We sure get a kick out of you and never know what you are going to come up with next.
I love your imagination, you are always turning something into a train or a car. Whether it be the rocking chair, a family member or dog, often times your red shoes are called your tires and you race around the house, always winning the "Piston Cup".
You love going to nursery and love your nursery leaders. The other day we were driving home from church and you were telling us all about your brothers and sisters and naming the other kids in your class. I couldn't figure out why you were calling these kids your brothers and sisters. My mom happened to be in nursery that day and we figured out that they had sung "i love mommy she loves me"...... and that they had gone around the room and said "I love so and so" about each child. We are thinking that's where you picked up that they were your brothers and sisters.
The other day you and I were flipping through the new Friend magazine (thank you Grandma Rita!). I was telling you about each picture and we came across one of Ammon. I told you it was Ammon and you told me "he's dead". I told you he wasn't and that you didn't even know what "dead" means. You insisted that he was "dead". Then being the bright intelligent person that I am, I realized that YES, Ammon is dead. DUH.
I could go on and on. I can't believe that you are almost 3 years old. Where does the time go? It's funny to look at your baby pictures and think you used to be this tiny little thing that didn't say much. You are sure making up for that now! I love you so much baby boy! I can't begin to imagine what life is going to be like when we bring baby home. Sometimes it scares me, but I know she will be just as special to me as you are.