Let me tell ya 'bout my best friend...

Tonight, the three of us were hanging out in the living room, Daddy at his computer & me on the couch. Now I must preface by saying that throughout the day, Porter had been in a particularly loving mood. If I got one kiss on the cheek from him, I got fifty that day.
So this night he came over to sit next to me on the couch & said, "I'm going to go sit by my best friend, called Mommy."
He really did say that! :)

What the???

This is how I found Porter sleeping one night. He was turned sideways in the bed, all sprawled out on his back. It made me laugh out loud, so I just had to capture it.

Happy Thanksgiving!

We had a very low-key Thanksgiving this year, but it was nice. The three of us headed over the Grumans for dinner. It was a lazy & relaxed day...well, except for Porter who --although he tried in about 4 different spots-- just wouldn't take a nap that day. We paid for it that evening though, when he fell asleep in the van & then cried...no make that screamed...the entire way upstairs to our condo. I seriously thought one of the neighbors was going to open their door to see just exactly what we were doing to this poor child to make him scream & cry like that. Holy Hannah.
Anyway, all in all it was a good day & in fact, good weekend. Blair's dad rented us a van at the last minute which was an unexpected surprise. It was great because we were actually able to just run errands & go places together, doing what "normal" families get to do. We even hit the grocery store on Friday evening & it was the most relaxed trip I've had in a while. No rushing...no wondering how long Porter was going to behave. Porter road with Blair on his chair the entire time & they went all over the store together looking for things on the list, while I did the majority of the list BY MYSELF. It was wonderful!

Leave me alone!

This morning I went in to wake Porter up & after a few minutes of stirring, he finally replied, "I'm not ready."
I went into his room & started rubbing his back to wake him up...
"Mama, leave me alone. I'm still sleeping."
Oh the drama.

Being three.

So I noticed a new trend forming this past weekend...The answer NO in response to every request, no matter how big or how small.
"Come on Porter, we need to get your shoes on, it's time to go to Annie's."
"NO."
"Porter, let's get our jacket on so we can go to the grocery store."
"NO."
This morning I got an even better answer on top of that, "You can go without me, Mama."
Oh, little boy you are testing my patience these days!
Is this what turning THREE is going to look like? I keep hearing that THREE is the new TWO...Well, if that's the case, then he is going to be really really good at being three when he finally gets there.

Makes sense to me.

Tonight, Good Friend Tara came over for a visit & we decided to get Mexican takeout for dinner...so Tara, Porter & I made a run to Pepitos, our favorite little Mexican place in the city. Porter & I dropped Tara off at the restaurant to run in & get the food...We were driving around the block & I told Porter we were going to go back & pick Tara up. He said, "We're going to carry her?"
Makes sense to me!

Setting the table

I've learned that helping with EVERYTHING goes hand-in-hand with being three (or close to being three) & Porter's latest thing is helping me set the table. He gets all the silverware out of the drawer & carefully sets them at each place, reciting outloud who's spoon, fork, etc. it is. "This one is for Daddy..."
He also helps with the salt & pepper, the napkins & any dishes he can carry that are neither too hot or too heavy. He gets the biggest kick out of it.