Everyone (ok, maybe just one or two people) is up in arms over the fact that you don't answer questions about color or go and retrieve things when asked...so, I went and got a bunch of colored boxes and colored stuff to put in them so you can sort. You did it with like 80% accuracy, Kiddo, and the ones you didn't do right I think was because you didn't feel like it. I do a lot of worrying about you, but it's needless...Sigh. My stubborn boy who thinks for himself and doesn't want to perform like a monkey. I'll take it. You come by it honestly.
We jumped on the bed for a bit and then decided to build a fort. I decided that the fort should be big enough that I didn't mind being in it. This actually seemed to make you not want to be in it as much...but you did a lot of reading in there, and then retired to napping with half of the animals, while others napped in the fort or on the couch. Why did I not nap? Unclear, Man...unclear.
Have I talked to you on here about how you say "What's that noise?" or "Where's that trashcan?" The face you make while you're saying it is too amazing to not have on here, but I've not captured it all that well thus far. Here is a window into the face, I'll keep working on it though...
You sang your way into your thirty-second month...
I just adore you...
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