The boys are getting older. They are growing up. It is fun to see all the changes happening, but also makes me sad at the same time. My babies aren’t quite babies anymore.
Peanut is trying out new words. He says “Thank you” quite frequently and just this morning tried out “You’re welcome”. He says “uh, oh” and “here you go”. He says “what” and the infamous “No”.
He had me help him say “belly button” this morning too. So cute. He says “mama” and “dada” of course.
He doesn’t say dog or cat, but he says “chicken” . He is obsessed with them.
He runs. Is working on jumping. Spins in circles. Climbs on everything. The climbing is rough. Nothing is sacred. 😉
And of course he wants to do everything his big brother does.
Being 3.5 is a very hard age. No longer a toddler, but not quite a preschooler. Kind of like being a pre-teen.
He has so many words, but doesn’t always know how to use them.
He knows all his shapes and colors. He can sing his ABC’s almost perfectly. He is recognizing his numbers.
He wants to do everything himself. Which is great, but not always feasible.
And of course he wants to do everything his little brother does.
Yes. Oh the digressions. We have to remind him that he is a big boy and does in fact know how to do certain things. Like getting dressed and using the potty. Or telling us he needs something. He will resort to pointing and saying “uh uh uh”. We remind him to use his words because he does have them.
Yes, he is officially using the potty full time! He has a few accidents here and there, but I am so very proud of him. 🙂
He wants to be just like us grown ups too. He wants to sit in the front seat of the car. He wants to mow the lawn, He wants to wash the dishes and vacuum. We let him help out where we can.
See what I mean though. He is stuck in that in-between area.