You give the best kisses. Open mouth, of course. Somedays I think you’ve missed your dad because you attack him with a 30-second kiss right when he walks in the door.
You’re showing a lot more interest in books! Your sister was/is such a bookworm, so I was surprised that you preferred to throw them rather than read them. But now you’ll sit through one (maybe two) stories at night…and I catch you flipping through pages and babbling when you’re playing on your own.
You can clap! You took your time but I think you just like to master skills before you prove to us that you can do them.
I used to joke that I “couldn’t take my eye off you”…but now I’m serious…I really can’t. You never cease to amaze me with the things you can climb or the trouble you can cause in the time it takes me to go to the bathroom. And Lord knows I can’t take you with me or you try to push me off so you can get your hands in the toilet bowl. Crazy, crazy boy.
Sometimes I’ll be sitting on the ground and you just come over and lean in for a hug…or turn around and back right up into my lap. You’re a mommas boy and I’m not complaining 😉
You love peek-a-boo, the wheels on the bus, this little piggy, and of course, the “sittin’ in my high chair” song. It was a favorite of your sister’s too!
You could hear the sound of our porch doors sliding open from a mile away–and be there in 10 seconds flat to try to make your escape. You looove being outside.
You’re starting to have an opinion, and it comes in the forms of a high-pitched, ear piercing scream. It means “don’t take that toy from me“, “but I wanted to do something dangerous“, and most often “give me your food!!!!”
Oh Nash, you are one crazy boy…but I couldn’t love you more 🙂