Your favorite things right now are "Caws" (cars) which is also said for anything with wheels, including trains. The minute we open the door you yell "caw, caw, caw" and run to it hoping for a ride. "Shoooos" also tops the list, mostly because you know that means we are going somewhere. You always know exactly where to find yours. If you had your way, you would be on the go 24/7...in a car...wearing shoes.
You also love your "seesas" (sisters). You definitely know who is who. They are often the first to wake you up from a nap and when Daddy or I come to get you instead, you immediately ask where they are. When driving to pick up the girls from school, you start calling their names when we make the turn down the correct road. You really miss them when they are gone.
Oh and we can't forget about your Daddy. I have never seen such excitement at the phrase "Daddy's Home." And when he dresses you in your matching Revolution soccer team jerseys, to watch the World Cup, you tug on your shirt because you know you two match.
You just discovered picking raspberries from our neighbors garden and love it.
You love being pushed in your swing. Pretty much everything outside is your favorite. You are great with the sidewalk chalk too...and crayons...and markers...as long as you also have paper.
Indeed you are growing up into a fine young boy. Your smile can light up a room and I love how you pretend to be shy with everyone you meet but are also quick to warm up to them. I'm so glad you are over the hump of crying when we leave you in the nursery at Church. But we greatly enjoy coming to pick you up and seeing you run to us, screaming at the top of your lungs "Mama" or "Dada."
You are a fun loving little guy and are learning so much each and every day. We've noticed that your learning is a bit more obvious and possibly quicker, since you have two big sisters to keep up with.
And oh my, are boys more physical than girls. Not a day goes by that I don't nearly die of fright over your acrobatic skills. This is all new to us...walking on tables, running and jumping on people for no obvious reason other than because it's fun and nearly throwing yourself off the changing table several times a day. Slow down Little Buddy, your Mama is exhausted.