the arrival of the ‘tude.

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our dear Quincy-Bug is many things – deliciously chubby, thrives in routine, adorer of books and cars, and owner of a mega-watt smile – but he’s also posing quite the attitude in recent weeks.

wonder where he learned that? ahem.

exhibit A: Q meets the toilet.

since big brother L’s potty-training adventures began around Halloween 2015, sweet Q has also grown quite fascinated with all things potty-related. so, it was no surprise to me that Q often joins me in the bathroom each morning as i ready myself for work.

but last week, things took a turn.

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the boy discovered that not only could he reach the flush handle on the toilet, but that he also knew how it worked.

in other words, we’re taking donations for our water bill, which is sure to skyrocket.

exhibit B: the “all done” flop.

Q has become quite the book lover this spring. among his favorites: Eight Silly Monkeys, Go Mater and Chicka Chicka ABC.

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however, our Q-Bug is not an equal opportunity lover of books…no…he’s much more of a one-book man. while i’m telling myself that this is a positive sign for his future forays in the world of romance, it’s quite amusing to watch how this devotion plays out currently.

the scene: Daddy and Q are seated on the floor of our living room, reading Chicka Chicka ABC together. Mama is watching from the kitchen.

as Daddy finishes the story and closes the book, Q begins stroking his belly, using his interpretation of the sign for “please” to communicate his desire to read the story again.

Daddy obliges…and then obliges another time, leaving this reading session’s book count at one book, read three times in a row.

after the third round, Q’s hand again goes to his belly, yet this time, each upward and downward stroke of his hand on his chubby middle becomes more and more fervent, more determined. it’s almost like he’s anticipating the “no” that’s imminent.

after a short pause, i hear it: “all done,” Daddy says, as he flips his hands from palm-away to palm-out, using the sign for “all done,” which our boy understands.

and then, it happens. the “all done” flop.

Q throws himself out of Daddy’s lap, wrenches his chub-filled body so that his belly is akin to the floor, and buries his face in the carpet, wails emitting from his saddened face like a lamb bleating for its mama. it’s quite dramatic, and given that he is my child, quite typical.

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i could go on and on with countless examples, but rest assured: things have certainly been an adventure with this boy, right from the start. and even though i joke about trading him in for a new model (one who is, ahem, female – this mama wants a girl someday), i love this little bugger as high as the moon is hung in the sky.

About Sara

Sara works in higher education, but she's most proud of her role as a Mama to two precocious boys, Lionel Conner, age 4, and Quincy August, age 2. In honor of turning 30 in 2016, she pierced her nose to "keep her young." She loves watching guilty-pleasure television, writing about motherhood, decorating her first home, sipping red wine with her husband Jordan, and chasing after her sons.
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