Dylan is great. He's climbing and running, playing with cars and trucks, throwing his soccer ball, and just being a BOY! He has about 12 teeth now, eats table food exclusively (and LOTS of it!), and sleeps through the night (usually) in MY bed. I have completely given up on him being a normal kid and sleeping in a toddler bed. I figure it's more important that he DOES sleep rather than WHERE he sleeps, yanno?
I never saw myself as the mom of a boy...and after the last year and a half, I can't picture myself without my lil guy! He's so smart, it scares me. He can identify most of his body parts, including:
-Penis *YES I'm teaching him the proper term for it.*
.....And he can find those parts on other people as well! He knows the difference between himself and Mommy or Granny or Daddy or whoever...
He's also finally talking more, including:
-GaGa (for Granny)
-okay (usually just K)
and of course the ever popular, "shit" (But he says it when he's in trouble, or when he's actually pooped, so yanno...)
He opens the fridge if the kitchen gate isn't locked, and grabs his grapes or milk. He understands more than he can say, which is scary!!! As rough and tumble as he is, Dylan is also a sweetheart...He will give kisses when you ask for them, or if you tell him, "Give George a kiss" he will kiss his Curious George doll on its little nose.
My lil man is growing up too fast. Quick, someone freeze time!!!