Diego after running and running outside. His face was bright red and he said, "I need to sit down."I need to know what is going on with my 4 year old. All of a sudden, he thinks he's all grown up. When I tell him to do something, he rolls his eyes and says, "You don't have to tell me. I already know." Oh. Excuse me.
Then yesterday while he was helping me make dinner, we had this conversation:
D: Mommy, why do I call you Mommy?
Me: Because I'm your mommy.
D: But why don't I call you mom?
Me: You can call me whatever you want.
D: I like mom. Mom, can I pour the salt in?
Me: Sure. Here you go.
D: Thanks, Mom. Hey, Mom, I like helping with dinner, Mom.
Okay, this was not cool. I'm not ready to be Mom. So I said:
Me: Diego, I like mommy. You don't want to call me Mommy?
D: No. I like mom. Okay, Mom?
Thankfully, he forgot about it after awhile and went back to calling me mommy.
Also, for the last few days he's been asking me a horrible question that I don't want to answer: "How is the baby going to get out of your tummy?" What?? Are we really at the point where he's asking me this? Why can't be just be an innocent little boy forever? So far my answer has been, "The doctor is going to take the baby out at the hospital." And then he says, "But how? Where is the baby going to come out of?" And I say, "Mommies have a special place where babies can come out and the doctor is going to help get her out when she's ready." And then I try to change the subject. Is this good? Bad? I have no idea what to say. I have c-sections and really don't want to say, "Um, they're going to cut me open and yank the baby out of me."
Lastly, it has been 4 days since Diego took a nap. I think it's safe to say that naps are officially over. I've known it was coming for a long time, so I'm not really that sad about it. I've been making him have "quiet time" in his room and that's been going great. He feels like such a big kid and loves to be in there doing puzzles, coloring, playing with playdough, or whatever other activities I give him to do. This is HUGE because this is my child who has always been incapable of entertaining himself. I'm thrilled with how well it's going. I have a lot of friends who tell me their oldest child took naps until age 4, so I know it's not that uncommon, but I also know several kids who stopped at 2, so I'm so thankful it lasted as long as it did! The other good thing is that he's falling asleep a lot earlier. Since daylight savings and putting the boys in the same room, they've been staying up until 10pm talking. Last week they started falling asleep at 9:30. But now that Diego's not napping, he's crashing at 8pm! Yay! Celo tries to keep him awake by yelling, "DIEGO! TALK TO ME!" But Diego is zonked out.
So yeah, my little boy is getting too old. At least I still have another year before kindergarten. I'm really not pleased with how fast time is passing.