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!)
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:
- Mommy
- Bob
- The Guys and Dude
- His hats
- Trains
- 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...
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