a few of his/my favorite things.
picking out his own treats. he's in heaven searching through cupboards. craisins and clementines are the new after-nap fave. p.s. what happens when they stop taking naps?! pushing his step stool to any light switch to turn it on. (he'd push it for miles if he had to, he loves flipping lights and doing little tasks around the house!) rummaging through my mac eyeshadows and rolling them along the bathroom floor like they are wheels. when something funny happens he comments, funn-eee. i love that he gets what humor is. and how, at bedtime, he always grabs two or three books after i say we're all done and he titles each of them, the last book. he loves to push the limit with extra stories. luckily he is cute enough, i always give in.
i said 'you're welcome' after he said thank you the other day and now you're welcome has become his go-to phrase. i hand him a plate of food or snuggle him in his blanket and i hear, you're welcome. i try to teach him, now you say, thank you and he continues to reply, you're welcome. it's our polite banter, which feels like monkey business. but oh, how he is learning to talk! yay. benji knows his a,b,c's and 1,2,3's. his voice is so cute as he rattles them off. he puts his own spin on things. everytime we count to ten, seven somehow becomes seventeen. and he always says B is for Jenji! so proud of his accomplishments, never shying away from praise! i love hearing him repeat, good boy or good job to himself. (if only we could all be so self-affirming!) somehow he knows to turn a number six upside down and it makes a nine and the letter m turns into a w. i marvel at the little discoveries he unveils.
my favorite thing in the world is how we do something once and he remembers it and recalls it at just the right moments to make me laugh. he lost a toy a few weeks ago and i told him we could go on a hunt for it. we roamed around the house saying, fire truck, where are you? now, every morning when he wakes up bright and early, i hear.. mom / daddy, whe' ah you?!
he has happy conversations about his train engines; toby, charlie, thomas and percy. they could be his siblings and he couldn't love them more. when we're at home, he loves pulling on my legs (or apron) until i am in exactly the spot he would like me to be and we play bus or racetrack or choo choos or puzzles together. however if i pick up a book to browse, he notices. he'll not-so-subtly settle himself on my lap to ensure all eyes on him, please. however when we're at barnes and noble and he's playing around and it's time to go.. he'll cajole me back into my chair and hand me my magazine and say read, read. begging for a little longer. oh, the clever mind of a toddler.
he especially loves when the whole fam is wrestling and dancing and having a hoedown in the living room after daddy comes home. it's a hullaballoo party and dad can always energize us after a long day of toddler-isms. he puts the smiles right back on our faces after a particularly tough day. then benji will announce–i love his litttle voice–familee hug. we then smush him into a benji sandwich. massive giggling and then, again, again!