Talkin' Doster

So much is happening in the world right now—football is back, Stephen Colbert is hosting The Late Show and Google has a new logo. Whew.

Also big news -- Doster has started his new class and has also purchased his first pack of “big boy undies.”  Apparently, his new teachers are going to potty train him—we’ll see how that goes.

Since my last post was a little heavier, I thought it would be fun to document some of the adorable and awesome things my child has said recently. If you don’t have a toddler-aged child, you may not find this interesting at all—but I can’t help myself.  I am constantly baffled and amazed by the things that come out of this kid’s mouth.

A few cute little conversation tidbits:

After accidentally peeing on the floor between trying on undies:

Doster: “Oh no! Oh no! My pee-pee spilled!”

Target checkout:

Doster: “What his name?”

Me: “Why don’t you ask him?”

Cashier: “My name is Chase. What’s your name?”

Doster: "Doster, wif’ a D."

Challenging night:

Me: “Doster, you’re being rotten.”

Doster:” I’m not rotten. I’m happy.”

                “You happy, Mommy?”

                “Let’s be friends.”

Much later that same night….

                “Mommy, I’m sorry we had a rough night.”

Just Love:

Me: “I’m glad you are a talker; I like talking to you.”

Doster: “I like talkin’ ta you, Mommy.”

Melt. My. Heart.

And there’s one more little tidbit that I want to jot down so that I can remember it forever…

On our way home from school, Doster asked to hear “dat bass” (“All About That Bass”) and we pulled in our driveway before the song ended.  He was distraught when I turned off the car, and refused to get out of the car seat.

I said, “How about you come sit in the front with me, and you can listen to it while you drive?”

Wow.  You would have thought I had given him a million dollars.

As soon as he realized that he could sit behind the steering wheel, his face lit up.  Watching Doster grow that excited made my heart swell and I truly experienced a ridiculous amount of joy in that moment.  For the next 10 minutes, we sat in my car, beeping the horn, rolling the windows up and down, turning the wipers on, adjusting the air—it was wonderful.

It’s those little tiny moments that are so random and beautiful. I’ve thought about that moment a few times this week and I’m sure Doster has too.