Grant went through a phase where every little bug scared the living daylights out of him. So when he found a teeny tiny beetle bug one day I decided to name him "Frankie" and told Grant that Frankie wanted to be his friend. Well, he thought that was a GREAT idea. Frankie and Grant were fast friends. He put Frankie in a little bowl and carried him around, giving him a tour of the house. He fed him a goldfish cracker (which later turned out to be Frankie's demise--I think the salt killed him), sang him songs, showed him a picture of Nate and me, and gave him rides on the Sit and Spin. The Sit and Spin wasn't the best idea...poor Frankie took quite a spill and it took us a while to find him again.
Friday, May 20, 2011
Grant has started to love writing. This top picture he wrote "I Love You Mom." He said "I write you a note" and this is what he showed me. He also loves to write his name. If not given directions, he will always write backwards, so it takes a little thought to read, but he's getting there! Garbage trucks are still his favorite trucks, and if you give him a crayon and piece of paper, chances are he will draw one...always with WM written on the side for Waste Management (our garbage company). I love it!
I've been spending a lot of time at the chiropractor lately. Grant has been such a great buddy, coming with me and keeping me company. On the way out of one of our visits, there was a policeman sitting behind the desk in the office. Grant was in awe and got to shake his hand and say hello. Then the policeman offered to let Grant sit on his motorcycle. He was over the moon. He got to rev the engine, turn on the lights, and do the siren. He's always been a little nervous about policemen since I told him that they take people to jail so it was really good for him to see that the police are the good guys.