I have never seen a child jump as much as he does. If only we could bottle his energy.....we would be millionaires and you would not be reading of our parenting adventures. I used to sing Kyle the "Ten Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed" song all the time and he would just laugh and then fall asleep in my arms. Now, he still laughs at me.......while he jumps away into mischeif. And we have had the run to the Urgent Care Center at 9pm for the 4 staples to be administered into his head while me, my mother, and 4 nurses try to hold him down for the doctor to clean, shave, clean, staple, and clean again his head. (And it happened on grandma JoJo's watch.........don't you know I would have gotten a safety lecture if it had happened on our watch!) And believe you me, JoJo felt pretty guilty.......though the only fault was Kyle's for not listening.
You need to understand how fast this three year old is...........he can even beat you working the safety doorknob cover! My mother had to take the doorknob off of her dining room door so to slow him from getting to the china and crystal. He has since learned to take keys or anything else he can get his hands on to open the door anyway. Given the chance and a set of car keys, he can start that too. I've already alerted one of the Union police officers that if he hears of a toddler car theif, it will probably be mine!
All this, and he still isn't talking.....we found out this summer that he may have a mild case of autism and we are being very proactive and having testing done as per his pediatrician. All of this I'll save for another installment. For now I leave you with this, another picture of our Chunky Monkey who prefers a shower instead of a bath.....
