I give a lot of time to describing how sweet Sam can be. All of that is true. However, my son is not just sweet - he is also all boy.
We went on a walk on the one warm day we had a few weeks ago. It was very slushy out. No matter what I did, I couldn't get Sam to stop splashing in puddles. But really - is there anything better? So I finally let him go ahead. We were both completely soaked from the knees down by the time we got home.
Sam loves playing with his stuffed animals. He hugs them, pets them, and tucks them into his bed. He also carefully balances them on top of his head and then lunges forward, shooting the bear/kitty/puppy across the room.
He loves big, mean animals. He has started his dinosaur kick. He screamed when I handed him a sheet of dinosaur stickers. He happily pulled them off the sheet and stuck them all over his bedroom door. As soon as they were all up, he spent 20 minutes struggling to get them all off. Once they were all torn and smashed to the floor, he went merrily on his way.
Sam likes bugs. Snakes make him laugh. He runs to the front window to watch the garbage truck, with all its flashing lights, lift and smash the contents of our garbage can. He loves to build towers - and then destroy them. He is impossible to keep clean. He loves anything with wheels and doesn't hesitate to body slam anyone, at any time.
Sam thinks making rude noises by blowing on his arm is funny. Enough said - I'm raising a man!
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I think the shooting of stuffed animals off his head was taught to him by Bret.
Grandma is right! I forgot that Bret used to entertain Sam by launching a stuffed pumpkin off his head.
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