May 25, 2002
Things to remember
There is a giant roach on the ceiling (too high for us to reach) and Milo just asked Curtis if the roach could come sleep with him (EEEWWWWW!)
He can read "Jesse Bear" and "I can Fly" with some help - so sweet. Also, he sings all of "I'll Be there."
He always asks me to stop singing "No Mommy singing!?!" He's just like me - he wants to be The Star. It kills me, though. In all of my wildest dreams, when I imagined what rebellious things my child might do, I pictured him joining fraternities or being a big jock (things I wouldn't approve of but wouldn't disown him over or anything). I never imagined that the worst thing he could do (so far) was dislike my singing! I mean, what am I supposed to do now?
He also doesn't like when I drum on the steering wheel: "No drumping, Mommy!"
He likes to put on a party hat and sing Happy Birthday to everyone in the room (so, if there are five people in the room, we sing five times)
I always call him Sweetie, so the other day I said "Okay, Kiddo, it's jammie time!" and he said "Oh Sweetie, no jammies!"