While I laid in bed last night, wide awake for nearly 4 hours, I thought of things I could blog about. I never really have problems coming up with ideas of things to write when I’m doing… oh, ANYTHING but writing. But as soon as I sit down at my keyboard, my mind goes blank. I run through a million little thoughts and none of them are something I want to put down on a page.
So last night, I made a mental list of things I could write about. I went over them again and again in my head so I wouldn’t forget them. I finally fell asleep, only to wake up this morning remembering nothing.
I need to keep a pen and a piece of paper next to my bed, to jot down my ideas. Where the heck do they go?!
Anyhow, I have been pandering away my morning, trying to grasp on to something that I could possibly write about. While focusing on Ronan, I realized I hadn’t really focused ON him, and started paying attention to some of the things he does. The way they brighten my day. The way he makes me laugh. The way I can’t wait to see what he will do next.
These are a few of my favorite things.
Ronan has recently learned the meaning of “Hot.” It has to do with walking outside barefooted on the pavement when the temperature is hotter than 90 degrees. We’ve been signing “hot” at him for ages as a warning against trying to grab hot food, or putting his hands on the stove. Suddenly, one day, amid running out on to the road in an attempt to get to the pool, he realized his feet were feeling uncomfortable. He stopped, looked back, put his hand up to his mouth in a claw shape (the sign for hot) and said “Hot, hot, hot!” – only, our little non-speaker doesn’t articulate that well, and it sounds a lot more like “Haw, haw, haw!”
Now, whenever he touches something even remotely warm, he has to proclaim it’s temperature. Bath water? Haw, haw, haw! Momma’s hot chocolate cup? Haw, haw, haw! The carseat on a sunny day? Surely, Haw, haw, haw! This morning, as we sat at the back door waiting for Flint to finish his business, Ronan reached his hand down to touch the ground. It may be 70 degrees out, if that, but the ground was warmer than the air. He immediately pulled his hand back to his face in a claw, looked at me very seriously and said, “Haw.”
Oversharing? One of Ronan’s new favorite things to do is elicit a similar response from someone. Lately, it has been taking a big bite of his food, chewing it a few times, and then opening his mouth as wide as he can in order to show it to you. As soon as he’s done so, he expects you to do the same – he showed you his, you show him yours. Once I’ve opened my mouth and showed him the contents within, he’ll happily go on chewing with a little smirk on his face. He usually only does it once per meal, as well, leaving me to wonder his motives – Are you eating the same thing I am, mom? What does food look like in your mouth? Or possibly just, can I make mommy do the same thing as me?
Stank face! I don’t know how it started, really. I was trying to teach Ronan to blow his nose, I think. I started making a very exaggerated face, and sniffed in and out of my nose loudly trying to show him how to breathe through his nose. He caught on very quickly. Now, he walks around huffing in and out of his nose with the most hilarious face you’ve ever seen. He scrunches up his nose, turns his mouth down into a frown, and sniffs. Quite honestly, it looks like he’s just smelled the stinkiest fart ever, but it NEVER fails to elicit a laugh from me, nor cause me to stank face him back. We both get a giggle out of it. It’s something I desperately want to catch on film, because all too soon he wont do it any more, and I’ll wish I had videotaped it.
Dancing. Ronan, having never danced as a smaller child, used to concern me. He never jumped, either. I thought perhaps he was creationally challenged, or something similar. Perhaps he just didn’t like to have fun? I used to dance like a CRAZY person in front of him, trying to get him to copy me. I guess all it really took was the right kind of music. Now, whenever a tune comes on, Ronan boogies down appropriately to the beat. Today, it was to the starting music of Monster’s Inc, and I couldn’t stop laughing. Forgive the camera shake!
Also, sorry the music is so quiet… it’s much more entertaining when you can hear what he’s dancing to!
There are quite a few more that I’ve thought of just while writing this post, but I think I’ll cut it short here. This is already one of the longest posts I’ve written in weeks! I never get enough of this little boy. He continually makes me smile, despite whatever badness is going on in my life. I love him more than words describe.