Jumpin' Up & Down With All His Might

I find personality tests fascinating. I have talked at length with my sister-in-law about the color personality test that classifies people into blue, white, red, and yellow categories. At this point in their lives, I would say that each of my children falls into each category. 

For example, Alden is undoubtedly blue. He is extremely loyal and true to his friends, his family, and the Gospel. He is driven by doing something simply because it is the right thing to do. He is extremely compassionate and forgiving and caring about other people. 

Thobe is white. He is extremely laid back and not easily upset by little things. He takes life as it comes to him and rarely complains. He wants things to be fair and peaceful. I always have to be aware of Thobe's requests. If he asks me to do something, and I forget, he never badgers me like his brothers do. He just contently waits, sometimes for hours. 

Hyrum is red. He loves to be in charge. He is always bossing all of us around. He tells us what to say when we talk to him and doesn't like us to tell him what to do. Potty training has been an adventure with Hyrum simply because if it's not his idea to use the bathroom, he doesn't want to do it. He's made a lot of progress though, and is now 90% potty trainied--we just have to get him to stop doing what he's doing and go to the bathroom when he needs to go.

Jacob is undoubtedly yellow. I've never seen a one year old who is more motivated by just having fun. He loves to laugh and giggle and just have a good time. When we are in church he loves to just play, especially because he's in such close proximity to his brothers. He is constantly trying to tickle them or do something silly to make them laugh. If we are in a restaurant (and he's not eating--he loves to eat too), he likes to be silly there and again play with his brothers (it has gotten so bad that Michael has told me he never wants to take the kids to a restaurant again). Jake loves to be "the baby battering ram." This is something that Michael came up with where he chases the other boys around the house with Jacob as his weapon and runs into them with Jacob's head. Jacob LOVES this. He'll tug on Michael and say, "Ram, Ram?" He loves to play with toys and will play for hours on end with toy cars. He hates being tied down, which makes diaper changing next to impossible. Whenever Michael changes his diaper, he always asks me, "How do you do this? He's moving around like crazy!" Jacob dislikes bedtime very much because he knows it's the end of his playing for the day. Last night, Michael was watching basketball and just let Jacob play nearby. Jacob decided he wanted to play in the Jumperoo (I still haven't put it away), and climbed on in. Michael heard continuous jumping for a long time, and then noticed that it stopped. He looked over at Jacob and found him in this situation below (one leg in the jumper and one leg out). He'd been jumping on 1 leg for who knows how long having the time of his life. Apparently, he eventually just ran out of gas. I love that little guy.

Notice his legs--one leg out, one leg in.