We went to This is the Place Monument Park in Utah before Christmas with all the cousins and Grandma/Grandpa Jorg. It was so fun - live nativity, puppet show, caroling, square dancing, etc. I asked Ethan if he had fun and he said, "um ... not really."
My dad loves his grandson Ethan and often tells him that he's gorgeous (his way of saying Ethan is so cute). While we were there at Christmas Ethan asked me, "Why does grandpa call me gorgeous?"
We're still working out the kinks with potty training. Over Christmas break, Ethan peed on me and said, "It's okay mommy." (Um ... no, not okay!!!) Then right after he said, "Mommy, there's pee on your shirt, you need to wash it." (Thanks, bud!)
So I've mentioned before that Ethan doesn't like to get his hair washed, wet, brushed, or cut. We tried to give him a hair cut after Christmas, but it was a nightmare!!! He screamed and cried through the whole thing. I tried to explain to him that getting haircuts is just something we do. I told him if we don't cut our hair, we will look like monkeys. This almost made it worse. He started wailing, "I don't wanna look like a monkey!"
More on Potty Training Adventures: It sometimes is a constant struggle to get Ethan to go potty, so we initiated something called "Happy Potty." Now when he goes, he'll yell, "I went happy potty!!" He'll even sometimes say, "Hey mom, do you remember when I peed on you?"
He still calls girls "grills." I'll often tell him before bed that he's my best boy. He'll say, "You're my best grill." I'll then say, "Goodnight sweet Ethan," and he'll say, "Goodnight sweet Mommy."
Ethan's pants are usually too long, so he often asks, "Mommy, roll my sleeves up." (Roll up the pants."
When I had a hard moment during Christmas, he came up and started patting my back and stroking my hair, saying, "There, there." It's amazing how kids imitate us.
