Oh being two. Not so much the terrible two's but maybe alternating between the terrific two's and the trying two's all within the same three minute time frame. Long gone are the days of baby Ethan, welcome to my smart, strong willed, loud and determined little man. Recently this two year old...
Has started to say, "doo it." I wish I could catch his slight slang/accent when he says it. But it is what I hear all day. This boy wants to do everything himself. I even tried to say good-bye to Josh the other day and half way through I hear, "No mama, doo it." That combined with, "need dat" which is what he says for treats, toys and anything else that hits his fancy.
He has also really become quite the talker. On Tuesday nights Josh takes Abigail to AWANA and it is just the two little kids home with me. He is sad to see Abigail go but as soon as she is out the door he starts talking and doesn't stop until he is in bed asleep.
He has really started to express his imagination. I love this about hearing him talk, really getting to find out what he is thinking. He loves to become things. His favorites are animals that roar. Most recently he likes to become dinosaurs, a different one each night. But he also loves to be a bear, lion, or tiger. Naomi helps to encourage him by always laughing at his deep belly roars.
Even as he grows he is still by cuddly boy. In addition to the hugs I get all day he has started to initiate telling me he loves me. Really, nothing can stop you from being frustrated as quickly as hearing his little voice say "lub you."
Now if I can just focus on these fun things and not all the times he runs away, doesn't listen, destroys things, and lashes out incorrectly, we just make it to three!