so we don't forget

nash was sitting on his potty while steve was sitting on his reading a magazine. nash seemed perfectly content, kicking his legs, when all of the sudden he jumped up, ran out of the room and returned with a magazine for himself.

nash got his mini magnadoodle out, so mom spelled his name out for him "N-A-S-H, Nash." not too long after, nash was found "writing" on his magnadoodle and saying "nine, six, seven, eight, Nash."

one day mom said "one" so nash said "two." this was normal (remember, "one...shoe"), but after mom said "three" nash said "four"! what? can he count? mom got a little too excited, so nash quit right there. the next day after mom told dad about what happened, she asked nash to count. he counted to six all by himself! since then we've been working on counting with chocolate treats (chocolate chips). we lay them out in a row and nash counts them, then gets to eat one. he always skips three and seven. then he gets to nine and says "eat one?".

nash found mom's american express card in her purse. it has her picture on it, so he thought it was pretty cool. well, when mom went to costco a few days later, lo and behold her card was missing. she came home and asked nash where the card was. (he has a habit of hiding random things in random places; like his flashlight in the produce drawer of the fridge and mom's toothbrush in the oven drawer.) he usually will go right to the missing item and bring it back. two weeks later, the american express card was still missing. while mom was on the phone with grandma, nash took a picture frame apart and there was the card-nestled right in between the picture and the cardboard backing. he handed it to mom with a smile and a "welcome."

last week nash had one of those days where he just wouldn't stop talking. i was trying to get the house clean, so i had sort of tuned him out. he kept mentioning "baby sleeping" and i kept insisting that she wasn't sleeping, she was in the living room playing. well, i finally stopped for a second and watched what he was doing: he climbed up on his bed and began to pet and kiss his stuffed bunny while saying "shhh, nigh nigh." and then he slowly crept out of his room while whispering "shhh." he saw me watching and said matter-of-factly, "bunny sleepin." a few minutes later he got a startled/concerned look on his face and then said "bunny cryin," and ran into the room and started the whole process again. he's been "pretending" ever since.

andy & naomi gave nash a toy animal hospital for his birthday. he's fallen in love with the little stuffed "kitty kitty." one night at around four a.m. he woke up screaming. i ran in and he was screaming for "kitty kitty," so i went and found it (stashed in his train) and took it to him. he took it and went right back to sleep with a smile on his face. then a few nights later the same thing happened, only kitty kitty and bunny were both in bed with him (along with several books, blocks, and his flashlight). he wouldn't stop screaming and trying to calm him down just seemed to make him worse, so i turned to the attention to bunny and kitty kitty. i tucked them in and gave them night night kisses. it worked like magic. nash layed right back down and went to sleep.

every morning nash comes into our room and gives us both kisses on the "yips". then he says, "mommy hold you," and cuddles for just a minute.

nash took haven's blanket to her and when he came back he said "best brother." he also pats himself on the back after putting his dishes away or cleaning up his messed by saying "best helper." he used to be a very good helper, but now he's starting to get a little jealous of the attention haven gets and that haven gets to play with his toys. he grabs them from her and says "don't touch, baby." he's very bossy and tells us to "sit down" and "stay right there."