Feel free to skip this post, unless your family, it's just a really long list about Carson
Man, I love this kid. It feels good to publicly declare that since I know I worried more than a few people when I first found out he was being added to the family! And then there were those incidents where we couldn't even get his name right. Poor kid.
Seriously though, I adore him. Most of the time. Since the other two have massive entries about them, I thought I better get on it before he has some serious "third child- you never loved me as much, you never had time for me, blah, blah," evidence to use against me. Even though I'm pretty sure that's definitely the middle childs role.
So at age 2.5, these are some of my favorite things about Car-Car:
+He's talking a lot. There's a whole bunch of letter sounds he can't pronounce but he's got his L's down perfectly. Example: "Lahel, I long." = "Rachael, I strong," which he recently declared to his aunt while carrying a child size folding chair, complete with arm movements displaying his non-existent muscles.
+He's got randomly chipped front teeth. Maybe that's not a favorite, but hey, it's how it is. Sometimes, right after a crappy haircut, he looks just like Lloyd from Dumb and Dumber. It's pretty much what Steve calls him all the time.
+He was obsessed with the snow this winter. On more than one occasion I had to drag him back into the house crying because he was in no way dressed to be out in the frigid stuff. "But I love low (snow)..." he would cry and then " I leed my lubs?" = "I need my gloves?"
+Speaking of obsessions, I cannot even guess the number of times he's told everyone, including strangers at the store, "Addie hit me...On my neck..." We're talking compulsively, almost like he has turrets.
+He built his first snowman with his dad this winter.
+He has a major obsession with "Mit Mit" or "Mit Mit Lubhouse". He loved his Christmas Eve 'lammies' so much that I have to hide them whenever they're dirty. If he spots them, he'll strip out of whatever he's wearing to put them on.
+He refers to Sophie as "Bo Bo" much like the rest of us and calls Spencer "Buh Buh." Unfortunately that one's all my fault, or maybe Grandma Goude's. I'm not sure which one of us started it but we referred to Spencer as brother and now we've got "Bo Bo" and "Buh Buh." We're really working on real names but it's not going so well.
+One of the first things he could pronounce with amazing clarity- Lady GaGa. Thank you Spencer. It's been embarrassing on more than one occasion. Like when the kids get him yelling it out in public.
+He loves to get out his pillows and blankets when it's time to watch a show.
+He declared to me a couple weeks ago that he's afraid of "Lonsters." Yup, that would be Monsters. He tells me different rooms in the house are "Llary" because of them.
+He was super confused the first few times we started hollering at him using his full name, Carson Delmer. He would yell back, "I not Delmer, I Carson." He couldn't figure out why we were calling him his cousins name.
+He loves trains, costumes, Batman, the Flash, Dora and Diego, "LoopMan" (Superman), his Ya-Ya (Grandma Goude) and his mom. He can often be heard yelling " I NEED my mom!" Especially if his dad is trying to help him.
+He loves to have his feet or back or tummy or head rubbed, scratched or tickled. He will move your hand around until he's happy.
+He loves to turn the alarms off every morning.
+He's not a big fan of bath's or showers. Very unlike his brother and sister.
+He loves his Aunt Lisa, or "Leha." I may have failed to mention that he's a heavy user of his L's and has a terribly thick lisp when it comes to his S's.
+He's had some wicked asthma issues. I sometimes call him Croupy Carson. He's our first kid (and only so far, let's hope to keep it that way) to have had an overnighter at the hospital, last June.
+He's our earliest riser. Faithfully. The kid never sleeps in.
+He loves to put his hands in his pockets and his hands behind his head.
+He thinks he always needs his hood up when it's cold out. He'll start yelling if you forget.
+He's constantly looking for a snack, or 'nack'. Unfortunately he's inherited my sweet-tooth. He's definitely the worst eater out of the three of them. He's also by far the messiest eater out of all his Landoni cousins. Trailing right behind him in the second messiest spot would be Sophie.
I could seriously go on and on but it's late and I'm not even sure if my parents are still reading at this point.
Our family would be so lame without our Car-Car.
