He loves playing with any type of truck, train or ball and then throwing them and saying, "Boom, Crash."
He's all boy, which may explain this next picture. It looks worse than it was.
He fell while I was watering my plants. It was just a scrape, but it was a little swollen. He cried briefly and I couldn't even see the scrape, but then he stopped crying and looked at me and I almost freaked out because he was bleeding. So we bought him some cool bandaides, because if you have an owie like that you need Lightning McQueen on your head (and both fingers up your nose). It still looks like he has a bump on his head, but I promise it's just a natural ridge that everyone is apparently noticing now. I told Nate that I'm getting a little paranoid about it since people keep pointing it out and that maybe I should have his doctor look at it.. Nate thinks I'm weird.
Brixton has gotten really good at praying before meals. We were at Alfredo's Wednesday and they brought chips out. Nate and I both grabbed one and he looked at us and put his little hands together. So, we stopped and prayed. Then last night at dinner I said, "Are you ready to pray." And he said, "Ready to pray." My heart melted. He even bowed his little head for a moment. And he LOVES to say, "ma-men," and usually yells it out before Nate says it.
I love the next picture! It's from the 4th of July. He's saying, "Cheese." He says it but always looks anywhere BUT at the camera.
He's really interested in the potty. He's never gone on the potty, but is getting really good at telling me when he's poopy, usually moments after he's gone. He stared a new daycare and is in with the two year olds. Several of them are potty trained or training and his teacher said he seems really interested and always claps for the other kids.. He says, "Yay! Poopy!"
What's a boy without John Deere boots? and car pajamas?

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Boys are so fun. I am having a hard time telling my son to let go of the handful of bloody feathers he found outside this morning. It's like the thing got plucked or something....I don't know. No more mother/son nature walks for me!
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