My Darton

There are many things I love about my son Darton. It's getting easier to block out the screaming side of him and remember the sweet side.
He usually goes to "work" every day decked out in his hat, jeans, and boots. His scribbling is always small and has a purpose. He is usually drawing an alphabet letter or a hambergy or chicken (depending on your request). He currently can't wait for Sundays to come because that means he gets to wear his dress pants and tie. This past week he began changing clothes multiple times a day. I've heard other parents complain about this...guess it's my turn to have a "normal" child. He continually asks if Sunday is his birthday, confusing the phrase "someday it will be your birthday." If he comes to get in bed with us in the middle of the night or early morning he asks "there is pace for me?" He's quite tender hearted and is a great helper with Matthias. Right before he turned two he always wanted you to sing "Swing Low, Sweet Chariot" to him before bedtime. For the past six months or so we sing "Jesus Loves Me" and "Joshua Fought the Battle of Jericho" before bedtime. Shortly after he turned two he decided he could put on his own clothes. This meant he would scream at and/or coax his clothes for about 10 minutes without letting you help him. He usually had on every peice of clothing backwards. We have now graduated to no screaming, putting on everything the right way, and successfully putting on his scoks and shoes. There are many times his shoes are on the wrong feet, but that will correct itself with time too. I love you Dman.