All Boy!

Dylan is my extreme child. Okay, I hate to label kids, but let's just say that his highs are high and his lows are low compared to many. He's super fun and happy and then really sad or mad. More to come on this. But as such, he can be an amazing son. He is thriving in school, taking it seriously, learning (well nothing new, but paying attention) and has yet to be put on the "power chair" (or time out). To be honest, this shocked me because at home he often visits the naughty mat. The other day, we were playing outside and he was trying to perform some death-defying stunt that I warned him against. When he refused to listen, I sent him across the street to sit on the curb. It was supposed to be the porch, but he gets nervous if he can't see me so we improvised. I played with Preston and he sat on the curb waiting out his time. The kid can make a game out of anything though (a glorious thing I know - we rarely hear "I"m bored mom") but a curse when attempting to discipline. Within seconds, the kid found a pile of grass clippings in the gutter and was digging around during his time out. He was THRILLED when his time out was finally over so he could run across the street and show me the pile of worms he'd found. Seriously, I think we counted 14 from one small dirt/grass pile in the gutter. I told him to move them to my garden (we can use all the help we can get) but he was so sad to leave them. He sat out there watching his worms wriggle around for a half hour waiting for Papi to get home so he could share his find with him too. Yep, he's all boy!