I cannot believe it. Ace will be 3 years old in 6 days!
At three years old there is the three year check up with the doctor…
Ace has always been small for his age, 4th to 5th percentile for his weight, but it looks like he is making some progress! He was in the 25th percentile this time!
Ace has entered the “parrot stage” and that leads to some interesting moments in our household. 
Special thanks goes out to his uncle Mike and Jason for teaching him to chant “Whitey Tighteys! Whitey Tighteys!”…or more recently….”JEEEEESSSSSUUUSSSSSSS!!!!”
Ace is a jibber-jabberrer. Constantly talking about who knows what. It is mostly repeating what he hears on his cartoons, or his more recent past time…his Sesame Street game on the “COMPUUUUUTER”.
Ace is smart. I would have to say quite a bit smarter than the average soon to be 3 year old…but he gets that honest. Just kidding…
No really… he knows all of his letters, upper and lower case…all of his numbers up to 20…the names of almost any animal that can be found in one of his books…the sounds that all of these animals make…and just about every inanimate object in our house…including the refrigerator, dishwasher, washing machine, dryer…you name it, he can tell you what it is. The names of all the characters in the cartoons he watches…hell, he can even sing along with many of the songs on the radio..!
He knows how things work, and if he doesn’t he will play with them until he does. Ever see a kid roll his cars over to check that the wheels spin freely before playing with it? Well, then you have never seen Ace.
Ever seen a soon to be three year old hop up to the laptop, close all of the open programs, save your work if you left it open, then open a game for him to play? Well, then you have never seen Ace.
But there is one thing that concerns his doctor (and me and Momma too a little bit). He has never asked for anything. Ever! If he is thirsty, he might bring you his empty cup, but he has never verbally asked.
If he is tired, he may grab your hand and pull you upstairs to his bedroom. But not once has he said “Bedtime!”
If I point to a picture of Momma and I, he will call us Momma and Daddy. If I say, “Go get your Momma!”, he will run to her. But, he never says “Mommy come here.” or “Daddy, I’m hungry”
He is very self sufficient. If he wants something, and can do it himself…he does. If he can’t do it himself…he finds some way to communicate to us what he wants.
I guess that asking for things is a very important step in the learning process. And somehow Ace is behind in that aspect according to all of the “experts”.
So, we get to go see a speech therapist for a consult just to make sure that Ace is on track.
Which, I guess is a good thing. If he does need help learning in some areas, it would definitely be better to know now, rather than when he starts Kindergarten in a few years.
Have you ever had to take your children to a speech therapist? What do they do there? What can we expect? Please share your stories in the comments!
When his normal bed time came around, we tried and tried to get him to go to sleep, but all of our normal tactics were deemed useless. The sickness was beating all of us! Finally after an hour or so Ace fell asleep on my chest and remained there for most of the rest of the night until Momma put him in his bed in the early morning.
I left the house at 4AM this morning to catch a 6AM flight to Baton Rouge, LA for work. I arrived in Baton Rouge about 9:30.
