Along with each milestone the Boy passes comes the growth into a little boy. Even at a very young age it is plain to see that boys are simply "wired" differently than the opposite sex. We have made it through the toddler stage with 3 girls and barely a scratch, but I will lay heavy odds that Lawson will be the first one we take to the emergency room. Not only does he seem to have no fear of anything except for water, but he is just rough and tough as compared to the other three. When the girls come to give him hugs and kisses, more often than not he responds with a swift hook to the head or he will come away with a handful of hair. To be fair I will accept my share of the blame as I finally have my Boy to wrestle with, throw around, and rough house with. In my defense though, I did that with the girls too because it was my way to toughen them up a bit.
Yesterday Lawson was going through his normal exercise routine of climbing the stairs every chance he got. He has become quite efficient at the process so we have become a bit too relaxed and quite frankly lazy because it is pain in the rump to follow him up the stairs over and over and over. Now he likes to play with the gate at the top of the stairs which puts him much greater jeopardy of a fall. Sure enough he tumbled down the stairs and luckily Kasey was there to stop him before he hit the bottom landing, but he did come away with some bloody lips. Did Lawson learn his lesson? Not a chance. As soon as he finished milking the extra attention he was getting, he was right back up the stairs.
Our kids love to dance and they will dance to just about anything. They love to dance to the Mickey Mouse "Hot Dog" song, and we regularly play music from the TV or our ipods that they will dance to. Just because they love to dance, doesn't mean they are good dancers. It is possible I have the "whitest" kids on the face of the planet though I will admit they are getting better. Some of the moves that Lily is starting to pick up make me cringe just a bit and could be considered a little too provocative. Lawson is no exception to dancing either. While making dinner last night I had the ipod going and I walked out into the living room, looked up, and found Lawson standing, holding onto the railing, moving back and forth and shaking his head like Stevie Wonder. The girls are already starting to rub off on the kid, we are going to have to go do something very masculine this weekend together. While shaking his head back and forth, he got a little too carried away in the music and slammed his head into the railing. When we put him to bed, the poor kid looked like he just took a beating from Clubber Lang.
Despite all the bumps and bruises, screaming and yelling, and chaos that occurs in our house daily, there are just as many and if not more fun and sweet moments. Lily usually goes to bed about an hour or so later than the rest of the kids. While putting her down last night we could hear the twins talking and breaking out into laughter over and over. We peeked in to see what they were doing and Abby and was saying something about Chloe being a naked jay bird. If you will recall my story several posts back about me using the term "what the" and then Lily telling me I should not say that, then you will understand that why we have told them they should not say "what the". I guess when the twins thing they are getting away with something and doing the complete opposite, they find it hilarious, because every time Abby said something, Chloe responded with "what the", and they laughed and laughed and laughed. They never even knew we were spying on them and they were having too much fun for me to interrupt so I just let them have there fun.
Jeff, Kasey, Lily, Abby, Chloe, and Rocky Balboa
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