Keeping up with the tornado has been crazy.
He builds dinosaurs…
….he “reads” ….
…and goes to soccer games with Daddy….
….and pretends to be Batman. But never refer to him as Batman. He is JAMES- duh, duh, duuhhhh!
Mix in some robot dancing, gymnastics, and soccer practice in the livingroom, repeat over, and over. Only then will he finally sleep…. sometimes with us, ’cause he’s afraid of (insert scary person or thing). I don’t mind on little bit, sue me.