My little baby is growing up...

My "baby" is becoming a little boy. He shows me ways he is growing up every single day. I thought, for posterity sake, I would post a few of them here:

• The other night when watching election coverage there was a map of the United States on the TV screen. The Boy looked up at it, pointed to the left side and said, "I yive in Calfornya." The Ex and I looked at each other like, "Did you teach him that...I didn't teach..." Gotta love preschool.
• While watching Curious George the other morning, George was playing with a flashlight and creating shadows on a cave wall. The Boy looked at me and said, "Sadows Mommy. I have sadow." Again, who the hell?
• He now insists on climbing onto his changing table (yes I still use one, my back needs it...) by himself and every single time tells me that he is climbing up the ladder to the fire truck.
• When I put him to sleep in a blanket sleeper, if it isn't one of those with the little snaps at the top, when I go in to check on him later, he has unzipped it and taken it off completely. He then announces, "I naked boy!"
• He was singing last night while playing with his cars and sang the entire alphabet song totally perfectly. Complete with the "Now I know my ABC's, next time won't you sing with me" part. Again, gotta love school.
• On that note he can count up to 27 perfectly. Huh.
• He expresses his emotions to me now. "I tired Mommy." "I angry!" Or my favorite, "You sad Mommy?" (No my boy, just pregnant...)
• He points at my belly and yells (at the top of his lungs) "Hi Baby!" and then he rips my shirt up and proceeds to blow a huge zerbert on my belly. This is how he and his little brother or sister are communicating at this point.
• He can take off all his clothes on his own when getting ready for the bath (and also at times when I would prefer he not do that).
• When he wakes up in the morning he yells, "Mommy! I wake! I wake! Open the door. Open the door," and if I am not speedy enough for his liking he yells, "Mommy hear me? Where ARE you Mommy?"
• He can turn on all the lights in the house and also unlock and open the front door himself.
• Yesterday when he realized he left his cars in Mommy's car he told me, "I do it. I get it." I said, "Boy, no, you can't go outside without shoes on. Mommy will go get it." He said, "Okay Mommy, I put on boots." He put on his fire fighter boots, went to the front door, unlocked it and went outside to retrieve his cars.
• When I try and grab him and give him kisses and hugs he says, "No Mommy. No kisses. I big." Sigh...

But there are a few signs that he is still my little boy in there somewhere...

• Every night before he goes to bed he says, "Sunshine Mommy," and I have to sing him You Are My Sunshine before I leave the room.
• Every morning he still climbs in my bed and drinks his pediasure from his cup and lays with me until I have to get up. On the weekends we will lay in bed together and watch Sprout for at least an hour before he wants to get down and play.
• He never leaves for school or wherever he is going without giving me hugs and kisses.
• He still needs me to kiss his boo boo's whenever he falls down or hurts himself before he can move on. As soon as that "magic" kiss is given, he is fine.
• He still sleeps with his Lambie and his binky (I know, I know...when he's three I am taking away the binky...) and his favorite blanket from when he was a newborn that barely covers his feet anymore.
• If he's not feeling well, he still only wants his Mommy and no one else will do.
• Every single night, after we sing sunshine I tell him to sleep tight and that I love him. He says, "Duv you too Mommy. Nigh Nigh" and my heart melts.