Camden at 3.5

Cam is three and a half today.

Three. And. A. Half.

As in getting further away from three and closer to four.  I don't know why but "four" just seems and sounds so old to me and so much older than three.

Last June, when he turned two and a half, Zoey was fresh and I unknowingly let the day go by without documentation and I was really mad at myself for it.  So, here I am to tell you about my favorite three and a half year old little human.

No fun stats because his pediatrician sure doesn't give a rip about his half birthday, but he weighs a solid 30 pounds and I swear he's growing like a little weed.  This is evidenced by his 2T pants finally starting to look a tiny bit short.  Thank goodness it's almost summer and he can live in shorts.

In no particular order, here are some things I want to remember about Cam at three and a half years old:

- is all of a sudden super into "boy" things like digging and playing in the dirt, searching for ants and other bugs, "playing fight," and using potty words like "poo poo"

- will finish his first year of preschool next week

- knows the American Sign Language alphabet and can sign his name

- can write almost all of his (capital) letters

- can write and spell his name

- loves to talk about the planets and watch "the sun song"

- loves to help with laundry (moving it from washer to dryer) and recycling

- favorite shows are PJ Masks, Blaze and the Monster Machines, Paw Patrol, Bubble Guppies, and Dora the Explorer

- favorite movies are The Good Dinosaur, Pocahontas, Toy Story, Despicable Me 2, The Minion Movie, Mater's Tall Tales, and Wreck It Ralph

- has recently discovered Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles thanks to surfing YouTube Kids

- kills me with some of the things he says and conversations we have

- for now, loves his sister more than I could have ever hoped

- likes to be told stories before bed and they all start with "once upon a time, there was a little boy named Camden..."

- after he is told a story or two, he likes to be the story teller and starts his story with "once upon a time, there was a little boy named Camden, so Camden..." and it's usually a repeat of the story I already told.  Or about a t-rex.

- has gotten so good at front toss that we can no longer play in the house because I am afraid he is going to break something

- takes swim lessons on Friday nights (Super Pike) and is in the pool without me.  He really likes to wear his goggles but they are usually perched on his forehead and not actually covering his eyes

- plays on a 3-4 year old YMCA soccer team that practices Monday nights and plays games on Saturday mornings.  I am the coach and it has been an absolute blast. We have a hard time getting all the kids to show up for games and he tends to get tired or bored (or both?) during the second half and you will find him sitting or laying on the grass instead of participating

- his favorite thing about soccer is getting to play Duck, Duck, Goose at the end of practice

- his favorite person is probably his Papa

- would eat 20 packages of fruit snacks a day if I let him

- is still so snuggly and loves to cuddle

- at night before I leave his room we give each other five kisses: butterfly, eskimo, forehead, nose, and a smooch

As always, I feel incredibly grateful that I get to be his mommy.

Take Luck,

LP