My Landon Man

I am so blessed to have two sweet, healthy, wonderful kiddos.  I really, really am.  I love my Reaggie to pieces and Landon just melts me.  Today though, it is time to focus on Landon, for just a few paragraphs :)

I will start with how sweet he is.  When I carry him, he'll hold onto my arm and say "got you momma."  As if him holding my arm will prevent me from falling or tripping, but beyond sweet anyway.  He loves to snuggle and read bookies, loves forts, all things with wheels, riding bikes, riding his motorcycle, anything concerning the movie Cars, Bob the Builder, and Fireman Sam, and the list could go on an on.  He LOVES to sing all the time...he loves Old MacDonald, Mr. Sun, and (yes, he has a sister!) has even been requesting "Let it Go" from Frozen in the car.  (He knows almost all the words!)  He is such a sweet man...like I said, the boy melts me.

Well yesterday the sweet little boy was upstairs and I thought he was with Mum-Mum and Pop-Pop "helping" them get ready for the day.  My mom came down and then I assumed he was with Pop-Pop.  Next I heard his little feet running upstairs, so again I assumed that he was getting more books out of his room, which he often does, to have Pop read to him.  WELL...my mom said, "where is Landon?" I replied, "I thought he was up with you and John" My mom said, "John's in the office on the computer."  SOOO I rushed upstairs, thinking I would find Landon reading books on his bed. (I totally underestimated this boy...) I run in his room to find him holding the frieckin' children's ibuprofen bottle, LID OFF, and lotion all over the nightstand, all over the carpet, and every diaper rash cream bottle out of his diaper basket.  HOLY CRAP!  I was scared out of my mind with the medicine bottle.  (He has opened it before, but it was probably about a year ago...I ASSUMED older, wiser...he KNOWS better.) Well I rush him downstairs and am panicked.  I called the pediatrician, my mom called the pharmacist, and then John called poison control.  In the mean time I gave Landon pretzels to "soak up some of the medicine." I also had this bottle of medicine for awhile for him.  It was half gone when I took it from Landon, but I KNEW I had used some of it.  I asked Landon several times if he drank the medicine and he said, "no momma.  Ne-ne nev-ah do it again. Nene sorry" We smelled his breath and it did smell like medicine, so then I asked him again if he drank any and he replied with, "a widdle bit."  Needless to say, poison control was the most helpful and she said that for a child, especially Landon's size, to have to go to the hospital they would have to drink 3/4 to a full bottle, which we knew he didn't do.  PHEW!!!!  Of course they said if he started acting differently to call, but he had no trouble eating, jumping, playing, whining...he was fine.  That boy...good thing he's so cute!

Landon just says and does the cutest things, I really wish I wrote more down.  He no longer will sit in his highchair, he has to sit in a "big boy chair."  Do your boys sit still for a meal?  Mine does NOT, but he does eat, so I figure we can work on sitting still when he's a little older :)  He's also into "meez do it" and "do it mines-self." Such as taking off his coat, shoes, getting his pants on.  OH...and he has even told me a few times when he needs to "get mine pee pee out!"  I am NOT working on potty training at all until well after Disney because I do NOT want to mess with it there. :)  

What a rambling mess this is, but my Landon is just getting so big.  My sweet, little baby boy (which he is very quick to tell me "Ne-ne not a baby, big boy") is just growing, growing.  He is so tall and talking SO much...it's just amazing how much he's changing.  I just stared at him in his crib the other day and welled up with tears because he is just so big!  I always wanted a little boy that would just love his momma and I sure got what I wished for :)  Love that boy to pieces!!