Hyrum-isms

So Hyrum has really started to turn a new page. With the exception of last week (I'm not sure what has gone on), I think he is finally potty trained and is far more obedient than he's ever been before. Hyrum has decided that he's 4 years old rather than 3 (even though he's been 4 since November) and actually tries to do what I ask him to do rather than trying to do the opposite.

Hyrum has been especially funny though. We never know exactly what he might say, which always makes me laugh. For example, I have habit of calling my kids silly names. I'm always calling the kids Sugar, Pumpkin Eater, Sweety Peety, Booga (that's Jacob's nickname), and who knows what. Whenever I call Hyrum, Sugar, for example, he looks at me with a rather concerned eye, and says, "I'm not Sugar, Mom. I'm Hyrum. I'm a boy, REMEMBER!!!!" as though I had forgotten.

For the last 15 years or so, my favorite color has been blue. However, Hyrum is very gender specific, and blue, according to Hyrum, cannot be a girl's favorite color. So whenever he asks what my favorite color is, and I say blue, he gets very annoyed. "No, Mom, your favorite colors are pink and purple, remember? What is your favorite color, Mom?" If I'm dumb enough to say that it is blue again, he gets very annoyed (sometimes he even tells me that I'm annoying him). "No, Mom, your favorite color is pink and purple. Blue is not a girl's color" (how he knows this I don't know). Then he asks me even more insistently, "WHAT is your favorite color?" When I finally tell him that my favorite colors are pink and purple, he exclaims excitedly, "Yes, Mom, that is CORRECT!"

He also is very insistent when we are riding in the car, listening to music, that if a boy is singing that I can't sing too because I am a girl and "that song is just for boys. Don't sing, MOM!!!"

He has really enjoyed going to his new school. He calls it his orange school because it is in fact orange. He really misses his brown school though. Just the other day, he realized he wasn't going back to his brown school. This realization made him very sad. We went and visited his old teachers, and I hope that helped. His transition was very sudden, which I think was a little hard him. He's done great though in his new school. He now writes his name, is constantly pointing out letters, and is extremely technically savvy. He can figure out how things like computers and my new cell phone work as well or better than I can. It's a little scary how he can figure this all out.

Hyrum is very observant. Michael was seeing how a football game on the internet looked on our TV since we just cancelled our satellite. As it inevitably happens in a football game, a ref threw a flag. "Ooops," yelled Hyrum, "a banana peel!!!" He's so funny and crazy.