Sunday, October 7, 2012

Clothes

I keep getting bigger and taller.  Mom said I needed a new jacket, because my other one was too small.  I helped Mom pick out a jacket at the store.  It is black and really soft.  I really like it.  I helped her pick out a new jacket for Sage, too.  She also says I will need shoes again soon and pants.  All summer I have been wearing shorts, because they don't fall off of my skinny waist as much as other pants do, but now it's getting cold outside.  Mom doesn't let me wear shorts as much.  She says she will make me some pants soon that won't fall off of my bum.  I hope she hurries.  I don't like it when my pants fall down.  I also don't like tags in my clothes or on my toys.  When I feel a tag in my underpants I go to where the scissors are in the drawer and tell Mom "take off tag".  She cuts it off and then it doesn't itch anymore.

Sometimes I get really sad and I cry a lot.  I tell Mom "I crying".  She says "I know.  Why are you sad?"  I can't tell her all the time, and she tells me it's because I'm tired.  I don't think so.  I keep playing with toys or I eat a snack and then I tell Mom I'm tired and I go to bed or take a nap.  Then I feel better and I don't cry as much.

Almost every day when Mom brings us home from daycare, we get to go outside and play.  I get on my motorcycle and ride to the playground where the other kids are usually playing.  Sometimes they play football and I run and play with them.  When nobody else is at the playground I go down the slide or ride my motorcycle more.  Sometimes I tease Mom and I go to the very edge of the sidewalk and put one foot on the road and look at Mom.  I know she's gonna tell me not to go in the road and to come back on the sidewalk.  I don't actually go in the road, but I like to tease Mom like that.