Ryan had his 4-year checkup a little early this year so we could get all the forms filled out to start preschool. At 3 years, 10.5 months, he weighs 40.8lbs (88%) and measures 42" (90%). His head circumference is 20.79" although I've never really found a good use for this stat. Don't all hats just come in "child" or "youth" size? He did really great at his appointment and the doctor even said he was the "best patient of the day" although no sources are confirming that only one child gets this distinction per day :). I'm sure he was just thankful to have a completely healthy and compliant 3-year-old instead of a screaming kid with an ear infection greeting him in the exam room.
Here are a few more "Ryno-isms" to record:
After we labeled his "hit" a foul ball:
"It WAS a hit. It just went in a different direction!"
After nailing me (the pitcher) with a line drive:
"Mommy, sometimes baseball players just have to shake it off."
Playing Lion King with Cohen.
"I'm Simba and Cohen can be Scarf." (Scar, the villian lion)
Every time he has to go to the bathroom while watching cartoons:
"Mommy, plause it, plause it." (pause)
On the alternative-to-Halloween party put on my his grandpa's church:
"Mommy, I can't wait to go to the Ha-you-la party." (Hallelujiah)
On a popular snack choice at daycare:
"We had ganilla bars." (granola)
Ryan: "They're almost done with the construction at Fareway."
Me: "Yep, looks like they are putting on the brick."
Ryan:"What are bricks?"
Me: "You know what bricks are, Ryan."
Ryan: "Oh yeah, that's what the little pigs make their house out of."
Every night after we finish reading books, he gives me a kiss on the right cheek, lips, and left cheek, then tackles me with a hug. Then, he says:
"Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite. If they do, hit 'em with a shoe. 'Til half past two." If no one is wearing shoes, then sometimes he will change it to "sandal" and lately has been picking a different (non-rhyming) number at the end. He also stand up on his bed and shows me the number 2 by bending over and putting two fingers up with his head and arm through his legs. It's quite the process.