Everyday more and more I realize I no longer have my sweet cuddly little baby but rather a mischievous, loud, rambunctious little boy. He still loves his mommy and gives me nice cuddles but I also get crying demands, little foot stomping temper tantrums when he isn't getting his way and his own little opinion on things. He is still tons of fun and all the new words he learns and all his cute little mannerisms still melt my heart. I will say though seeing him get so big makes me want another cute little infant and then I spend the day breaking up arguments between Taygen and him and I realize for sanity sakes we better wait a little while till number 3.
Loves anything round, basballs, ballons footballs. He has mastered the word ball pretty good
Has a mouth full of teeth
Loves to pretend he is talking on the phone
Makes fun car and train noises just like his brother
Can spot or hear an airplane with astounding accuracy, and screams and yells "oss,oss,oss" till I acknowledge him saying airplane yes I see it.
Is a picky eater which drives me crazy
Says, mama, dada, tay tay, up, ball, uh oh, this, out and maybe a few more
Loves his brother to pieces and on those rare occasions they play so well together I just want to jump for joy!
we love you baby bean