Wednesday, April 6, 2011

My son talks...

And sometimes he does so at about a mile a minute ninety miles per hour. Often though, he is content with just entertaining himself with his current He LOVES his cars. In fact, I believe this may be an understatement.  He walks around the house with at least two in each hand, and anywhere between 2 and 4 tucked up underneath his arms. He tries to leave the house like this, and sometimes does, only to be told to leave them in the car (and that "they will be right here when you get back"). In no way shape or form does he like to be told that he can't have his cars. Just last night I had to tell him to put his cars in the basket (I keep a small basket for toys in my bedroom in the event that I need to keep him in there while I'm straightening or what not) so that I could put him in bed for the night. He wasn't diggin' it for a whole minute and then decided it was probably best to just put them in there because the Ninja that is his mother wasn't going to budge on this one. LOL  Monkey-0, Mama-1.

Right now, Monkey weighs about 30 lbs and stands 2'11". THAT'S ALMOST 3 WHOLE FEET!!!  At only 2 years old, he is in the 75th percentile for his age.  Cool, linebacker it is then. LOL  Nah. He can do whatever he wants as long as it's a respectable (i.e. not illegal) profession and he's happy.

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