Ethan recently started a "parent and me" sports class on Saturday mornings. (He and I were supposed to do one on Thursday mornings, but it got cancelled due to low enrollment. So we chose Saturday instead.) They started out with soccer, which Ethan is loving. Especially since he goes to Jordan's soccer practice during the week and his games on Saturdays.



(I kind of like this one in black and white, too...)

I'm glad that E is getting to do some of his own stuff these days. He is definitely at the age where he doesn't want to just be dragged all over to Jordan's activities. He asks me at least a few times a week if he can go to preschool (which makes me feel guilty! Hopefully he'll be as excited about it next year when he actually will start preschool!) and he tells me all these funny things like "At preschool, we have to wear our shoes." Jordan's soccer team is the Blue Lightsabers, so he says that his team is the Blue Jedis. Sometimes he'll make up some other Star Wars related name. (Mind you, he's not even on a team!)
His favorite song is "Give Me Everything" by Pitbull. He also likes Katy Perry's "Last Friday Night" and "Oh, Darling" by Plug in Stereo. He and Jordan both like "Party Rock Anthem" by LMFAO. The other day he heard about three words of a song on the radio and started yelling "Blackout! This song is Blackout!" (It was.) He loves to read and current favorite books are Lilly's Purple Plastic Purse and some random Curious George Goes Fishing book. He just started getting a little interested in television shows (fine with me if he's not all that into it) and tentatively likes Blues Clues, Dora the Explorer, and Curious George.
He doesn't call Jordan "Da-Da" anymore (now it's more like "Jo-din") and he loves to call Lucy "Luce Pup" like the rest of us. He can spell his first name out loud (though he often forgets the "a"), tell you how old he is, and count at least to 10. He likes the Green Bay Packers and talking about sports in general. He likes his back scratched at bedtime and calls it his "big back" (the top of his back, and you must put your hand down the neck of his shirt to scratch there) and his "baby back" (his lower back, and you must put your hand under his shirt from the waist to scratch there.) Every day he tells me he doesn't want to nap, but then falls asleep for at least 90 minutes and I often have to wake him if it gets too late (Jordan's school schedule doesn't allow him to go down for his nap any earlier). He loves the crossing guards at Jordan's school, and loves the yellow fire hydrant that we usually park near. (Seriously loves it. He actually hugs it several times a week. Weird kid.) Every day after we cross the parking lot and get onto the sidewalk, he tells me, "Mommy, I don't want to hold your hand." Sigh. Mr. Independent. He adores his big brother and wants to keep up with the big kids (though Jordan will still hold my hand!)
I know I'm forgetting to include a million wonderful, funny things about him in this post. I don't want to forget these little snapshots about what he's like RIGHT NOW. Love you, E!