Quiet! #MicroblogMondays

It has been so so long since I've posted and it almost physically hurts to want to blog, but not to. Unfortunately, my lack of blogging is in direct correlation with the amount of stress I'm under at work.

But here's a quickie.

There are lots of things that Dylan does that make him "my child."

He sleeps a lot and well...

He prefers his foods separately...

And he likes quiet.

That's the big one. Last night I actually made dinner. DH was a little tipsy after having man time for most of the day. So he put on music in the kitchen, then the fan on the oven, and the tv in the other room. I could not handle it. I like quiet. If I'm home alone (which is heavenly, but rare), I often work in silence.

And Dylan is much the same. When the tv was on a little loudly, he said "quiet." We stopped using his sound machine after he kept asking for that "quiet." And the blowdryer makes him cry real tears. And I don't think it's a serious sensory issue or anything since some loud noises are ok and he's getting more comfortable with others, but he prefers quiet...like his mama.

What are some quirky ways you know your kids are "yours?" (I'm sure this works equally well for non-biological kids...half of it has to be nurture!)

We spoiled Dylan with his first Build a Bear yesterday. I'm pretty sure he couldn't care less, but we had fun.