Back in December, just after Thanks Giving, your little two year old self decided to endulge your tactile sensory input by getting into things in the house that felt cool to touch.
All day long!
Yes that is diaper cream and chunky peanut butter.
And this is what happens when I leave you in a room for two seconds unsupervised.
Today when I was laying down with you at nap time
"Mom I want to go to the shark fountain and see the new cheetah dragon." Right after you said that I was thinking "what in the world is that" and then you interupted my thoughts so enthusiasticly saying "the cheetah dragon is my favorite!"
Then when you woke up from your nap you didn't go to the potty right away to you had an accident in your pants and on the way to getting new clean clothes I said "ok let's go get some pantsies on" to which you skipped ahead saying "yeah and some underwear!"
Maybe pantsies and pants now. And underwear is just underwear.
I was deleting photos off my phone and I discovered in the stikbot album a bunch of selfie photos of you.
I did a post back here thinking those were the first selfies of you ever but I was wrong. These were taken a month or so before.
Almost everyday since you stopped breastfeeding feeding you have been drinking chocolate milk. Sometimes in a bottle sometimes in a sippy cup.
That used to be how you would take your naps everyday. You would drink your milk and go to sleep.
You still like chocolate milk even though you don't always drink it every day.
This is you whinning to me right now about the drink you want.....chocolate milk.
"Mom I want a chocolate milk bottle but there is no more warm hot chocolate in the freezer!"
When you are don't throwing a fit about it then I'll help you get some.
At this point I think it is safe to say the the only morning person in our family is Brooklyn. She wakes up around 6:30 every morning and always has.
All my babies including you would wake up sometime between 5 and 6 to eat but then you all eventually grew out of it (except Brookl6n) and now you boys and Mom and Dad are not morning people. We like to sleep in.
This morning when everyone got up to read scriptures early you stayed in bed. You usually do. After all you are only two and you can't read. I don't blame you.
I just think it is so cute how you manage to ignore all our talking and noisy-ness and just let yourself sleep.
Yesterday your cousins were up here playing all day because the moms went to a funeral and then later that night the girls went to see Brooklyn perform her ballet Coppélia.
Sometime in the middle of the day you came to me and said mom I'm done playing with Bastian. It was kind of funny but you weren't used to playing with him for that long. I suggested you get your toy dump trucks out and with a new excitment you took off and I didn't see the two if you again for at least another hour.
Earlier at lunch time when all the kids were home you were playing dress ups and the green dragon costume fit you perfect. Your brothers thought it would be funny to photo bomb you while I took pictures of you.
This morning when you were getting out of bed you said "I'm tired up"
"What does that mean?" I asked.
"I'm done being tired and it's time to get up."
You are saying the cutest things all of the time.
Usually if you are really addiment or sure or really want something you add super do per in front of it. Usually u you end up saying something like, "I super do per want some mom"
Instead of saying the word 'something', your say 'sunkin'. I love it when you say that one.
And if I ask you what you are doing or what's wrong instead of saying nothing you say "Anything!" But when you say it it sounds more like "Anysing."
You have been talking since you were a year old and in pretty good sentences so for the most part you speak very well and are able to articulate your wants and needs clearly for your age. That is why these little things you do are so cute to me.
Just a couple of days ago you started asking why to everything I say. Just out of the blue. I don't know where it came from but I know it is normal developmentally for you age. I just haven't seen it with any of your brothers or sister so it was pretty funny to hear you say why over and over.
A couple weeks ago you potty trained and grandma called your underwear panties. I call then underwear. But you call them pantsies. I think you call then that because they are something that go under your pants and they are smaller then your pants, so pantsies is what the are now.
