My baby boy is turning three in a few weeks (gasp!), consequently he is picking up a few more skills some which make me smile, and others well, not so much.
For instance, he can now:
Twist the lid off water bottles
Sing songs, with most of the words (he's got quite a repertoire of Primary and Thomas songs)
Eat yogurt without getting it all over his face, clothes, table, and floor
Play the memory game better than I can
Do a somersault (without hands on the trampoline)
Go up and down stairs without holding onto anything
Put shoes on and take off
Pull pants on and take off
Take his own diaper off - not so pleased about this one - because although he claims he is a big boy and ready to go in the potty, he also at the same time refuses to.
Fetch things for me
Count to ten in English and Spanish
Sing the alphabet song most of the way - QRS really messes with him then he can't get back on track without help.
Knows about 25 different kinds of vehicles - our favorite is the ex-o-miner - which is an excavator for all you lay people.
Take turns in a game
Paddle, paddle, paddle in the pool
Put his face in the water
Lay on his back in the pool
Remember what we did that day and repeat it back
With all these changes, I'm really getting the feeling he is actual growing up. And while that is a great and happy thing....I've decided I have a love/hate relationship with this whole growing up thing.
Entertainment Center
Couch - hide a bed for 25 bucks
Washer and dryer, plus our set of Calphalon pans
Grill with side burner, with a box for smoked wood chips
