roast beef, baseball and babies

We have had a busy couple of months trying to prepare for our new addition and trying to do our best to help ease this transition for Finn. We have days where he seems excited about the baby and talks to my belly telling the baby he will be a good big brother and play with the baby and other days where I hear "I don't want a baby", fortunately these are few and far between. He does stand by the name "Leroy the dinosaur" for the baby but does waffle between whether it is a boy or a girl. He does take pride in helping me put cream on my feet and also my belly...usually talking to the baby at the same time.
This is a big week for him. Today he told me Grandpa Ken, Grandma Terri, the baby and the Easter Bunny are all coming this week! How exciting for a 2 year old!

Finn recently planted some flower seeds at his daycare. That evening at dinner I asked him what it takes to grow a flower...his response..."seeds, dirt, water, roast beef and sunlight". Ok, seems reasonable, right??

Finn has developed quite the imagination. He has a pair of striped pj's that whenever he wears them he becomes "stripey" the tiger and will only respond to this name. He will crawl around on his hands and feet and paw at us. At other times he pretends to be other animals and we are the mommy and daddy version of those animals. For instance, the other morning he woke up as a baby bunny and hopped out of bed letting me know that I was his mommy bunny.

Now that spring is here, Finn has baseball fever! We have spent the last two weeks playing baseball every morning and every night and if possible during the day as well. He has a short little plastic baseball bat, nerf-like baseball and little glove. Typically daddy is assigned the role of pitcher and Finn is the batter. I usually get the role of people in the stands and once in awhile he will throw the ball to the "people" and also at other times he tells me to clap for him. When he hits the ball he will run in a random pattern and eventually fall down, his version of sliding. He will yell out "single" or "double" or "foul ball" or sometimes even a "home run". It is pretty cute to watch.