My Name is Blake, and I Have a Problem...

His name is Blake, and he has a problem.  

Hiiiiiiii, Blake.

Blake is addicted to Bob the Builder.  Don’t worry, it’s not even like we let him watch it 24/7, but Bob is on his mind from the minute he wakes up to the minute he goes to sleep.  He mentions Bob at random times, (for example: I call Keith.  I’m on speaker.  Keith asks Blake who he thinks is on the phone.  Blake responds: Bob).  He loves reading his Bob book and he identifies the characters better and quicker than I do.  Keith loves Bob too.  Just not as much as Blake.  He likes watching Bob, but doesn’t walk around talking about Bob all day.  That said, we are both known to break out in “Boots, belt, hard hat…” or “Welcome to Bob’s world, meet all of his friends…”  Which is totally fine in your living room, but not when you’re hanging out with other people.  Then you’re that weird couple who…...never mind, we’re usually that weird couple.

In addition to his love for Bob, Blake has three little friends.  It started out as only two - Keith named them Guy and Dude.  Then Blake realized that there were actually two Guys so now we have Guy, Guy, and Dude.  If you want Blake to do something, just somehow work the Guys and Dude into it and Blake is all in.  A few nights ago I wanted Blake to take a shower.

Me: Blake, why don’t you take a shower?

Blake: Noooooooo!

Me: Ok, I’m going to take a shower without you. (He has become an attachment to me so I thought this would do it…)

Blake: Noooooooo!

Me; Ok, the Guys and Dude are going to take a shower with Mommy. (I start walking upstairs, you know, to take a shower with the Guys and Dude.)

Blake: Points to himself. (Like, hey, aren’t you going to bring me? I want to shower too!)  Goes upstairs.  Stands in the bathroom and puts his arms over his head. (Hey, take my clothes off! The Guys and Dude and I are taking a shower!)

Are my feelings hurt?  No.  Whatever gets him in the shower with a smile on his face.  I still wonder who he loves more though...the Guys and Dude or Bob.  A couple nights ago we were putting Blake to bed and he started to cry because, duh, my kid never wants to sleep ever.  He starts with “Mamaaaaaa, Mamaaaaaa, Mamaaaaa” and quickly moved to “Bobbbbbbbb, Bobbbbbbb.”  Dude, I really hate to be the bearer of bad news, but Bob can’t actually fix everything.  Definitely not your bedtime. Good thought though.

Blake’s been tossing around new words daily.  We are pretty good at understanding him but I am having some difficulty with Mama, Jame-o, and Elmo.  Mama is obviously Mama, but now Elmo is “Ma-mo” and Jame-o is also “Ma-mo” and they both sounds like Mama.  I hear what I think is “Mama!” and I’m like, “Yessss Blake!!!” (OMG he’s so cute calling for me with those lovey eyes!!) and I realize he’s looking past me like I don’t exist because Elmo is there. I can’t complain though...he wakes up calling for me every morning and it melts me.  Except for the days I’m not there because I’m at practice.  That breaks my heart.  According to Keith, Blake’s obsessions go like this:

1. Mommy
2. Bob
3. The Guys and Dude
4. His hats
5. Trains
6. Daddy

Of course, that’s not true.  He left out Elmo.  Kidding...he loves his Daddy.  I’m jealous of how much fun Keith is and I’m thankful Blake just loves me for me because I could never compare to the amount of fun those two have.  We started watching This is Us.  I’m obsessed...cried in 3 episodes already.  If you watch, Rebecca said that without Jack she is only a 6.  That’s me.  Together we are a 10.  Keith alone is still a 10.  Me...probably only a 6.  I came home the other day and they were hiding from me behind the curtains.  It’s hilarious.  If you ask out loud where Blake is, suggesting different spots, Blake will answer (from behind the curtain) whether or not he is there.  Me: “Is Blake in his teepee?” Blake: “No.”  Me: “Is Blake in the kitchen?” Blake: “No.” Me: “Is Blake behind the curtain?” Blake: “Yea.”  Which is pretty sweet because I can play hide and seek with Blake while laying on the couch after work.

I’m very lucky.  Watching my boys together...there’s just nothing better in life. And they take sweet selfies on my phone when I'm not looking...

Clock Without the "L" Is Just...

I suppose if I didn’t write for long enough, I’d finally be able to start a post with...BLAKE IS TALKING!!!

One of his first words was screamed out in the mall while I was waiting on line at the Gap and Keith was running around with Blake.  All of a sudden Keith hears Blake yell “COCK!” Which was kind of alarming until Keith saw a giant clock and realized that Blake was pointing at it yelling “COCK! COCK! COCK!”  So that’s how we learned that Blake knows how to say “clock” but leaves out the extremely important ‘L’ in the middle.  We do what any parent in this situation would do and take every opportunity to have him say clock.

Added to Mama, Dada, and c(l)ock, we have green bean, nana (banana, obvi), beer, cheese, noo-noos (noodles), broom, star, moon, ball, done, tail, down...the list goes on.  Oh, then he accidentally learned that he has a “pee-pee” when I was asking him if he went pee pee.  So he decided that that IS his pee-pee.  Then somehow (Keith claims he didn’t teach him this) he knows that underneath his pee-pee is his “ball.”  So between identifying his privates, beer and cheese, I think we’ve got the important things covered.

The Devs started the New Year sick, which I guess is pretty indicative of the way I feel about turning 30 this month.  It’s hard enough to believe that I’m not 16 anymore, but to not even be in my 20’s is too much for me to handle.  Add that to the fact that I haven’t been ID’d at Total Wine in like, 5 years when they clearly wear buttons that say they ID under 30 - which, thank you very much, I’m NOT yet.  So I can’t even sit here and be like, OMG BUT I LOOK YOUNG, because according to EVERY EMPLOYEE EVER at Total Wine, I look like I’m over 30.  But I digress...

Christmas was really overwhelming (but totally perfect) and our house is overflowing with toys. While Blake plays with all his toys, he still wants to read ALL the time.  He loves identifying things in books and he remembers everything.  He also loves Bob the Builder because he watched a lot of TV while he was sick.  He points at the TV and yells, “Bob!” Then often proceeds to say “Bob” every time Bob comes on the screen...which is all the time because the show is called BOB THE BUILDER...like...Bob is the main character.  But as long as he isn’t watching Thomas the Tank Engine he can yell Bob all day. I hate Thomas.  

Blake still loves to bake with me (I call it “blaking” because I enjoy combining Blake with things that rhyme with his name.  I don’t know why I just admitted that) and he even has his own miniature apron.  This was one of my purchases made during the week before Christmas when I would buy something and swear it was the last thing I was buying for Blake.  Then you see a little apron at Crate & Barrel in Blake’s size and you’re like, yup, I’ll take that.  Why not add in a mini spatula?  Oh, a little toy chainsaw - Blake would love a chainsaw.  A PUZZLE.  WITH ANIMALS.  I’LL TAKE IT!  And then I’m like, ok really, I’m done. Except really the only reason I was done was because it was Christmas Eve and I had no choice but to be done because if I saw something else cute I probably would have bought it.  

So this is the part where I’m like, whoops...I let like, 3 months go by and didn’t update anything and a million things happened.  And I kind of hate myself for it.  So I’m not going to try to update three months worth because I’m not interesting enough for anyone to want to read all that at once.  Instead, I’ll attempt to update more often and stop being a slacker.  Just kidding, I wake up at 4:30 AM four days a week to coach, work a full time job, and I have a one year old. And my motto in life is, why do today what you can do tomorrow, or the next day...or the next!?