PMan

Do you know why we call him Pman? When he was born he was all boy, even had sideburns.  A baby with sideburns.  It was to die for.  The hubs was in the singles ward bishopric and he and the first counselor called him big-burns Porter.  And then the hubs was like "he's like a man, P-man".  And so it is.  Our Pman.  He is so big right now.  I realize I've been talking a lot about Ms. Shirley and wanted to do a post on this little guy of mine.  He is still NOT sleeping.  He is currently sick, has been for a few months.  We are working on it.  I've discovered two and half is a hard age.  Sometimes I am so in love with him and sometimes I am so exhausted by him.  He can be so sweet and then so challenging.  He is discovering boundaries and trying to expand them, he is working on listening.   But he is also so tender and kind.  And loving.  And forgiving.  Some of my favorite quotes of his: "I'm sorry I well (yell) at you", "I love you so much", "er not do that!", "I wana make her funny (talking about making Shirley laugh)", "er my best friend".  He loves Shirley, and is so sweet with her.  He soaks in everything. I am learning this the hard way.  One day I stubbed my toe and it hurt, I said "dangit!" and I have been paying for it since.  He loves to paint and count.  He can count 1-11 and then it gets a little out of order, but his favorite numbers are 249.  He will take our temperature and tell us its 249, or when he plays store the price is usually 249.  He thinks the color red is blue and blue is red.  Don't even try and tell him otherwise.  He loves the snow. He has a destructive streak (see the poor snowman).  He likes to read and tell stories.  I've been feeling like a failure lately.  He tests my patience often and I often fail his tests.  It's been a hard winter.  I have to remind myself he is little, he has been sick for so long and he needs a little extra love every once in awhile.  He is big kid.  People often think he is older than he is.  That's frustrating too.  He wears size 4-5 size shirts.  Sometimes when he is napping I look at him and I can't believe how old he is.  All his challenges seem to melt away.  I love this kid.  I'm so excited to see who he will become.  And sometimes I do need a reminder to be patient.  And he is the best reminder I could ever ask for.