In less than a week, Theo will leave toddlerdom, and I think he’s ready. He’s left diapers and naps behind, is starting to really chat it up, enjoys group activities, and appears to understand what we’re saying.
Here’s a snapshot of “almost three.”
Theo stands about 40 inches tall, and is frequently referred to as “so tall.”
He’s a fan of the nonsensical monologue that can go for over 20 minutes: “And then I saw a monster and a truck at the aquarium, the island of Sodor, barfing, blood and more blood and after lunch an eggy, and no more diapers!”
If asked a direct question such as: “Did you go to the beach today?” he’ll likely say no and make up something vaguely embarrassing or outrageous: “I watched Barney all day!” or the big dream: “I going on a rocket ship.”
He parrots the best and the worst of me: “That’s so crazy …” “I’m so frustrated.” “Amazing.” “I can’t stand it.”
He’s potty trained. He can pee in the toilet standing up and has (brag, brag) excellent aim. He also poos in any toilet without a ring and thinks nothing of announcing his desire to poo to an entire restaurant.
He’s got an impressive stubborn streak. No amount of bribery can lure him away from his current activity if he’s hell-bent on continuing.
He can play at one thing for sustained amounts of time – up to an hour “driving” trucks, throwing rocks or hitting the birdie.
He’s stopped napping, and goes to bed around 8 and gets up around 7-8.
He’s very lovable (here’s a flower mommy), cuddly and very friendly (grabs small child’s hand, yells Come Here! and drags them around).
He’ll eat almost anything if he’s hungry including, as we discovered, Ethiopian lentils and kale. Favourites treats are, of course, ice cream and Popsicles.
He remembers the names of his little friends and wants to play with all of them all the time: Aiden? Sophie!? Hatau? Beck? Anna? Lenao? Cayden? Page? Ben? Chelsea?
Contact with grass results in ballooning eyes and a nose like a faucet but neither deter him from playing outside. He’s been trained to rinse out his eyeballs.
His favorite shows are Barney, Caillou, Thomas (although he’s not obsessed with trains generally speaking – still a truck guy) and an old version of Spider Man.
He loves hanging out with giraffe, teddy and momo who pretty much have sibling status.
He can sing a few songs and rhymes such as 1,2 Buckle My Shoe, Twinkle Twinkle, Itsy Bitsy Spider and the Fireman song.
He’s partial to the harmonica and the ukulele and thinks nothing of running down the sidewalk half-naked “playing” both of them.
He’s half unholy terror and half delightful nut-bar. He makes me tear my hair out and laugh hysterically every day. He’s Theo and he’s almost three.