Thursday, April 28, 2011


Oh Preston. My sweet, sweet Preston boy.  I just need to take a moment to put in writing how life with you is these days.

Some days we just seem to butt heads. I wind up getting really frustrated, not at you though, it's the fact that we are so much the same you and I. Which is to say we are both strong willed and stubborn!  At the same time I see so much of daddy in you too!

Our days start out with morning cartoons. You used to be happy watching shows like Barney, Sesame Street, know all those innocent pre-school shows. Not anymore more though, everyday you ask to watch Batman, Spiderman, Ironman-anything with a superhero in it and while they are just not appropriate for your 3 year old mind you try all kinds of ways to co-erce me into letting you watch them. Including, but Thomas gets to watch it all the time. {He doesn't by the way!} but nice try!! It's all about superheros these days!

I try to get you to eat breakfast-you are not eating much these days, a phase I hope. Every day you change your mind about what you like and don't like. One day you like carrots the next day you hate them.

Next on the agenda is fighting. You LOVE to play fighting. You run around with makeshift weapons, an old cell phone {to call 'star command' of course} and your bat mask.  You fight those 'shot-doctors' and 'ticket-mans' {that would be policemen} and any other injustice that you perceive. I try to put a positive spin on your need to fight and I tell you how God made boys to protect girls. So all day long you talk about protecting me and Gracie and even Aunt Angie.

Next is lunch time-which you are not interest in. Who would be though when there is so much crime to be fought and a world to be saved? There is just no time to do trivial things like eat!

I try so hard to get you to take a nap-at 3years old YOU HATE SLEEP!! It is a battle to get your little body to relax and be calm. There is just so much to be done.

The highlight of the day is when daddy gets home. Phew, finally someone who will play fighting with you! It was a hard lesson but I think you've finally learned that you don't karate chop mommy!!

You love to be read to. You love to play outside and look for worms, slugs. You hate flys, bees and tweedles {beetles}. The other day I found a pile of gross dried up moldy worms in my flower pot-you are always trying to sneak in bugs. At this moment we have a 'pet' lady bug somewhere around our house.

You always tell us how you don't want to grow up. You want to stay a boy because you are worried that you won't be able to play toys when you grow up. You and Thomas got into a 'fight' about it one day. He tried to convince you that you would indeed grow up one day...but you insisted that you wouldn't. You and Thomas have these little spats often when you get together. It's nice to see you are not missing out on having a 'brother' relationship. I hope you guys are friends forever! Other recent 'spats' have been over you telling Thomas you controlled the world and he just wouldn't buy that, that upset you. To which he responded that he controlled Grandmas watch and that in turn upset you...and on and on.

You think the Weavers and Ducketts have the coolest toys. And they do. :)

Every night you have to go to sleep listening to 'Transatlanticism' by Death Cab for Cutie. On repeat. And sleep with the light on. And have all your animals with you in bed. You hate the humidifier. If you see it in your room you walk around saying, "Oh no! Not humidity!!" As if it was the worst thing in the world.

You can be such a stinker and such a sweet tender boy all in the same minute.

You are a wonder to me.  I love to just watch you and stare at you and hold you when you are sleeping (that is the only time you are still).

You are getting over your fear of people (i think).

You made a racist comment in the grocery store the other day and then you continued to repeat it over and over very loud. We had to leave. Quickly.

You still hate going to church but are doing better at it. You don't growl at the other kids or tell them to stick their hands in the air.

Speaking of hate-that is a word we are learning not to use. It is a hard habit for me to break too! I tried using the word e-hat for a while but that didn't fool you and you called me out on it. You said e-hat is just as bad as saying hate. Oh you! You, you, you...what am I going to do with you?!?

One of my favorite things to do is to listen to you when you don't know I am. The other day I heard you tell your little people that, 'they were going to be in a heap of trouble!' Your conversations are awesome. You are most talkative at bedtime...this is when your brain comes alive with all kinds of questions. It usually happens just as I think you've finally dozed off and then all of a sudden you ask, 'honey, will you tell me about stealing.'  I'm not sure if it's because you know it's wrong or you want to learn how to do it. Hmmm.

I marvel at the wonder of you. I love to think about who God created you to be. I can't wait to see how all this personality in a 3 year old will be developed and matured into a man.


  1. What a source of entertainment he is! Yes I agree, it will be very interesting to see how God will mold him and use him for His Glory. God Bless you, the person that has the most influence over him during these early years.

  2. Reminds me of Hayley and Kamies fights, my dress is prettier than yours, my hair is longer, my my everything is better. "Hayley sit in the baby swing, I will be the mommy and proceed to shove dirt and bark down your throat. Ahhh cousins! they get a long today though. Im so glad your writing all this down believe me you will forget it as time gos on. I really wish I would have. Keep the stories coming..


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