Conor is definitely his own person. He is filled with a lot of opinions (hmmm… sound a bit like Natalie, especially as a toddler?)
His bedtime routine – following stories – now results in me in his crib in my spot (aka right side of the crib) singing “Mommy loves you so very much” (followed by Daddy, Natalie, Eee, Conor, Michelle – the mom of one of Elliott’s best friends in Longmeadow, and what seems to be two made up things – Ca and something else.) Then 3 hugs (I have to be on top of him) and a kiss. And then he asks if Daddy, Elliott or Nat can do the same routine. The other day, we got home really late from Elliott’s wrestling – he was so tired but insisted on being hungry, so I ended up lying in the crib waiting for him to finish his sandwich (aka bread he folds over a piece of cheese) before I could sing.
He is also super possessive over loveys, who gets to sit next to him, etc… and especially of me. What started as teasing from N and E to Conor… “Conor, mommy is my mommy too” has turned into Conor saying back, “No, MY MOMMY”. And back and forth with N and E trying to explain that the 3 of them share a mommy. A recent epidode… On our way to church, he wasn’t sure how to answer this question… “Who is Natalie’s mommy?” Then we asked, “Who is Natalie’s Daddy?” and he pointed right to Jordan. Then, we asked “Who is Natalie’s Mommy?” and he said “she lives in a different house.” Then we asked, “Who is Elliott’s Daddy?” and he pointed right to Jordan. Then, we asked “Who is Elliott’s Mommy?” and he said “he doesn’t have one.” Then, we asked “Who is that?” (Pointing to me). He answered, “Only MY Mommy.”
Here are random pics from the last month. And, fun fact, post Halloween, his favorite treat was Kit Kats (for a poop on the potty) and now 2 marshmellows. He told me yesterday that the best foods were strawberry yogurt squeezes and marshmellows.


