35 months old: My backside is number 3 and other tales

One month short of his third birthday, Josiah is talking in longer sentences now. Going to nursery has definately added to this aspect so here are a few things he says now.


"My backside is number three"

Don't know the background of where he got this but he told me this when we were running around in circles. I did ask him what number was MY backside and apparently it is also number three. Hmm, go figure...


"I don't like it"

Applies to just about everything that is different from the norm. Trying to get him to put on new shoes/jacket/hat/watch different episodes of his favourite shows will be met with a resounding "I don't like it" response which if no action taken on our part to retain the 'normal' bit of his life will result in a meltdown. So frustrating. I am hoping it is just a toddler phase and refuse to believe that he might just be a very confident kid who knows what he wants ALL. THE. TIME!!!!!



"Stop talking, say bye-bye"

Hahahaha, this is him getting upset when Shaun and I are talking to anyone on Skype. He absolutely hates it and will make it clear to the other party that he wants our attention. It is really rude and I have spoken to him about it but it still occurs and I admit I sometimes bribe him so I can say hi to my parents or in-laws!



"1,2,3,4....10. Ready or not here I come"

Josiah's version of hide-and-seek is him asking you to stand at HIS chosen corner and then him pretending he cannot find you. If you actually hide then he is upset and tells you to stay at his chosen spot. Obviously this game is only played about 3 times max before I get bored. I do not have patience for these sort of games.



"Josiah farts"

Woohoo, and he does quite a fair bit of farting and is quite proud about it. He jumps around after that and says, "What's that noise" Too much MAN-ness for me....yucks....



"I love it"

Normally referring to his favourite food which at this time is yogurt, ice cream and cake. Yes, he is my son and he has a sweet tooth just like me. Shaun enjoys watching the both of us literally fight for a piece of cake. Depending if we have guest or not - I will really fight with Josiah for my share of cake. But if there is a guest around, I'd grudgingly let him gobble up my dessert and put on a sad pout for Shaun who alway sides with Josiah on this matter. See these men just gang up on me all the time.....




"I am too busy...with (insert toy here)"

Apparently Josiah is too busy playing with his cars/trains/aeroplanes to even go out to meet Daddy for dinner. So much for loving your parents - we are obviously only a substitute for anything with wheels or can fly. Boo hoo.

And here is my sweetie pie in his Thomas top which I got for a bargain 50p!!