You've taken it upon yourself to blow kisses whenever I ask you say 'bye bye'. Your dimples coupled with your blowing kisses makes you quite the flirty little charmer. It makes me smile to see how much you make other people smile. You're a fun dude to hang out with.
I can't tell for sure if you're saying new words or not, but I think you have. Last week, Natalie came out of her room wearing a shirt that had red and blue stars on it. You pointed to her and said "DAR!" You totally could be saying STAR. Or, just as likely, you're saying the nonsense word DAR. Yesterday, you had on a shirt that had a turtle on it. I asked you what animal it was and you said "toeTOE!" Again, you could totally be saying TURTLE. Or again, you could be just shouting random syllables that happen to sound slightly like TURTLE. And being the overly-enthusiastic mom that I am, I'd like to think that you are, in fact, learning new words.
You took your first non-hysterical bath this month! Coincidentally, this was also the age that your sister finally stopped freaking out in baths too. I put you in the tub and it was like a lightbulb went off. Hey! Splashing water is FUN! And hey! Pouring water out of this cup is FUN! And hey! Mom ISN'T bathing me in acid! This warm soapy water feels NICE! Better late than never, huh?
Natalie has a little plastic Strawberry Shortcake doll with a removable hat. You love that thing. You put her hat on, take it off, put it back on, take it back off, then guffaw at your brilliance. Because there is that one toy with a removable hat, you've taken this to mean that EVERY doll's hat (or even head in some cases) is removable. Which means you get frustrated a LOT (because that particular Strawberry Shortcake doll is on the short list of Dolls with Removable Hats). Which means you whine at me a LOT to help you remove a hat that is permanently affixed to another doll's head. All because one single Strawberry Shortcake doll had the nerve to have a hat accessory. I've got the Superglue on standby should your efforts of hat/head removing ever become successful.
You are in full-fledged toddler mode. You say 'no' a lot. Like, a LOT. To everything. Like, EVERYthing (well, everything except a banana). It's nothing out-of-character for someone your age, but it's certainly causes my eye to twitch after hearing it for the 314th time that day. You also snatch things from Natalie. What makes it worse is that when I tell you to give the snatched item back to your sister, you hold it out as if you're going to give it back, but as soon as Natalie makes a motion to take the item back, you quickly yank your hand back and yell NO. Your incredibly sensitive sister does not handle that so well, as you might imagine.
So you say 'no' and nod your head 'yes'. I thought you had learned to shake your head 'no'. But then I realized that you were just looking for an Eskimo Kiss. LOVE.
Like I said, you won't ever say 'no' to a banana. You do, however, say 'no' to almost every other food on the planet. Wait - I take that back. You say 'no' to practically every HEALTHY thing I try to feed you. If it's green or orange or yellow, you won't eat it. If it's a banana or apple sauce, some type of dessert, or some highly processed carbohydrate, you're all about it. Anything else gets the ol' heave ho. White bread? The more processed, the better! Animal crackers? Sure thing! Chocolate cupcake? May I have another?! Sweet potato? Don't be a moron. Broccoli? Negative, Ghost Rider. Eggs? You've got to be kidding me. You're the poster child for Typical Kid Food Eater. I'm sure you wish you were born into a family where all we ate was chicken nuggets (not homemade, of course), French fries (again, not homemade), macaroni and cheese (Blue Box please - none of that whole wheat noodle nonsense), and some type of cracker (made with no fewer than 20 chemically-laden ingredients, please). Alas, my boy, you were born into our family. And your momma is too stubborn to let you win. I keep telling myself that one day you'll eat something green. Maybe it'll be 30 years down the road, but it's gotta happen eventually. You've got an incredibly sweet and charming personality and you sleep 11 hours a night. So what if you don't eat vegetables? Maybe I'll just leave that feat for your future wife to overcome.
Hugs and smooches,
Mommy & Daddy
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