Calm. Happy. Mellow. Sweet. Content. That basically sums up Ty's personality. In many ways, he is really a mother's dream child. He obeys well (most of the time!), he is easy-going, and is just a joy to have as a son!
Recently, Ty had some friends invite him over for a play date. When I came to pick him up, the mother of his friends said, "I have never seen my boys play so quietly!"
Ty loves to read, paint, do puzzles, and play games. Right now he is really into Uno (Mickey Mouse Clubhouse version). We play it at least ten times a day! When it gets quiet at our house, I never wonder what Ty is getting into. I know he is just somewhere doing one of his quiet activities.
Playing firemen with one of his best buddies!
For the longest time, Ty has been really into the Disney movie, Cars. He has 20-25 of the little characters from the movie that he is constantly lining up or driving around. Lately though, he has all but abandoned his cars for his newest hobby, baseball. It actually makes me inexplicably sad that he and his cars are no longer inseparable. Maybe it's because we spent a small fortune on those cars :), but I think it's because it seems like he is just growing up so fast!
Racing cars down the ramps at the skate park with McKay
He is getting pretty good at hitting the ball, though! When he hits it, he runs a loop around wherever he is (the dining room table inside, the slide outside) as though he were running the bases! And he always slides into his imaginary home plate!
Ty is almost always singing. We listen to the primary songbook cd's in our car, and the kid knows the vast majority of the primary songs. Like, ALL the verses, and even the weird songs like The Prophet Said to Plant a Garden and I have a Family Tree. I usually don't mind, except when we are in a crowded grocery store and he is belting it out! Ty often makes up his own songs, or makes up lyrics and puts them to established tunes. The other day we were playing a game called pass the pigs, and Ty started singing "Give said the little pig." Funny guy!
If Ty has a fault, it's that he sometimes thinks he is McKay's mother, and tries to boss him around. But, I have to admit, it is pretty darn funny to hear my words echoed in his little three-year-old voice. I heard this coming from Ty's room the other day: "McKay, please don't get my stuff. No, McKay, that makes me feel sad when you take my things." (Voice escalating) "McKay, brothers should always love one another." (Full shout) "Kindness begins with me, McKay!!"
Sometimes when I am doing laundry, I will look at his clothes and think, "These are so big! Do these actually fit him?" He is so tall! His conversations have become so adult-like lately, too, that sometimes I have to remind myself that the kid is only three years old. For example, during our FHE on Monday night, Adam asked Ty what a prophet does. Ty responded, "Hmm...that's a tough one, Dad."
I had a conversation with him recently that went like this:
Ty: "Mommy, remember how when I am 19 I am going on a mission?"
Me: "Yes, Ty, I do. You are going to be a great missionary."
Ty: "Are you going to cry when I leave?"
Me: "Yes, I will. I will be SO happy that you are doing what Heavenly Father wants you to, but I will miss you SO much!"
Ty: "Do you want to be a missionary then, too, Mom?"
I simply adore this child. He is my snuggler; my sensitive, lovable boy. He is going to do great things with his life. I just know it.