He is getting really good at naming the colors. He likes any kind of game where he can match them or name them.
He must be growing through some serious growth spurts because all he wants to do is eat.
He goes completely crazy when anyone comes over to visit. He either goes into show-off mode, mostly for the aunties and cousins, or boy-mode where he chases the girls and tries to annoy them (or kiss them). I can't believe that has started already. He certainly is his father's child. :)
He is definitely our little parrot. While I'm not too concerned with most of what we say, he does catch on. His favorite saying that we try to discourage (while attempting to hide our smiles) is "I got stupid". I have no idea how he put the sentence together, and I don't think he knows what stupid means, but he knows that it is taboo because he says it and immediately runs away screaming.
One of his favorite things to do is to steal our "spot". Whenever one of us gets up from the couch or computer or bed, he throws himself onto where we were and proudly exclaims "you're in my spot!". How can we help but tickle and tease him afterward?
Tyson is such a good natured boy. He likes to "huggle" and will reach up and stroke my face so tenderly. I love it.
Daddy is teaching him to count by helping him do pull-ups.
I'm grateful to have a yard that a little boy can play in. There are plenty of rocks to be shoveled into the dump trucks, puddles to be jumped into, flowers to be smelled, tree-houses to be played in, and swings to be swung in.
He is interested in the baking and cooking process and always wants to help.
Mostly, he is my most favorite little boy in the world. He blesses our house with his exuberant spirit and his willingness to learn. He always has a ready smile and observes things in the most simple, sweet way. We sure love our little Tyson.
