My Buddy

 

Happy Birthday Elias!  He’s 3, although when you ask him if he’s 3, he’ll shout “no” which pretty much sums up this age in a nice, neat little package.

He continues to be a goofball whenever he sees the chance.  Like his siblings, his heart is so big.  He loves to give hugs and get hugs.  He’s a bit more tenderhearted when it comes to the dolls and pretend puppies in the house.  He cares for any little creature that comes his way.  He refers to Solveig as “my baby.”  He feels so responsible for her happiness and safety that he takes her looking after very seriously.

The tough part about living with Elias is his constant…we’ll call it talking.  He’ll ask for more milk 6 times before you have a chance to answer him.  He repeats himself over, and over, and over and over.  It can literally drive you up the wall.  It’s constant correction.  We’re still working on his verbal skills as well, and it’s getting easier to understand him and he adds new words to his vocabulary all the time.

The fun part about living with Elias is he’s so funny.  He’s such a charmer.  He says “You’re boo-ful Mom.” in a very matter of fact way nearly every day.

If you ask him if he’s a big boy, he’ll say: “No!  Ee-why-is!”
If you ask him if he’s 3, he’ll say: “No!  Ee-why-is!”
That’s our Elias.  He is who he is, and he isn’t anything else.