Grantigus

Grant goes through multiple napkins a meal. He does not like having messy hands nor a messy face.

He is quiet, but not shy.

He can ham it up when opportunity arrises.

His favorite movies are Robin Hood and Sword in the Stone. The old Disney ones.

He loves mini wheats.

He drinks milk at every meal.

He likes making Gracie happy.

He likes his hair in a faux hawk. He asks for it everyday- calls it 'rockstar hair.' No matter how much product I use, it doesn't last very long.

He really enjoys playschool.

He tantrums like a healthy 3-year-old. But not very often.

Phoenix is the perfect place for this boy. He gets to play outside every day. He doesn't like being outside by himself however. It is a good thing, I guess. It gets me and the girls outside everyday too. We have lots of picnics. Some days we load up the jogger and walk Grant to preschool or we go to the "big park." It makes him so happy to be in the sun.

His obsession with cars and tractors is as strong as ever. The city of Phoenix just lad a new water line down one of our main cross streets and we had lots of BIG tractors, cranes, fork lifts, steam rollers, etc. at the end of our street. Grant heaven. I have to keep both eyes on him in parking lots as he loves to watch cars drive by - their wheels in particular. And the closer the better. He runs outside to look at the small planes that fly by and the hot air balloons in the afternoon.

When folks ask Grant about being a big brother and how he likes Eden, he says, "we got her from the doctor." If only! He is very sweet to her and doesn't seem to mind having given up his place as the baby in the family. It makes him so happy when she smiles at him. He doesn't care to be around her when she is fussy. He plugs his fingers into his ears.

He is the best sleeper. I can count on one hand the number of times he has woken us in the night since he was a baby. That being said, he is not the best waker-upper. It is a Jeckle and Hyde kind of situation. We never know who we will get. Some mornings he is bright, happy and cooperative. Other mornings we greet him only to get pouted at (or worse). Cori thinks it is a blood sugar thing. We went through one really bad patch and Cori started just sitting him up to the table and making him drink some milk. 5 minutes later, Grant would be happy. Silly boy. He stopped taking regular naps last summer. But when he gets tired, he asks for a nap or to go to bed. Seriously. He will ask us to put him in bed. Or he will just get his blankie and find a place to snooze.