Jax is another month older. Yep. And I can tell too. He is a chatterbox. The other day I caught him having a conversation over lunch with his Corduroy bear. ‘What doing? You kying?…why?’ Hilarious.
He is obsessed with boo boos. Always talking about them, pointing them out. His little legs have bruises all up and down. Had a bike wreck last week. NBD. Got right back up. He blames every single one on the dog. Poor George, he got beat up by the plastic baseball bat this week. And the bat is now at our local recycling dump…ha!
The newest thing is bugs. He bends down as close as he can, points and says, ‘eeeewwww’. So far he has discovered a spider, a bee and a dragonfly. ‘Where bug go?’. He is such a little explorer. Maw Maw gave him a butterfly net. He is hoping to catch one, but we haven’t seen an yet.
Lately he has been trying to dress himself. I’ll start to put his jammies on and he says ‘I do it’ and pulls his shirt down. He puts our shoes on all the time and walks around the house…even my high heels! One time he walked outside and pranced on the neighbors driveway with my black peep toe heels…little piggies hanging over the edge. Em-barrasing! This kid is a mess. Luckily our neighbors are our friends. Yesterday, my husband asked, ‘Why are my shoes always in a big pile’. I said, ‘You have a two and a half year old…haha..and he loves shoes!’.