Graham

Graham is the poor second child who probably doesn't get enough attention, so today's entry is dedicated to him.  I keep saying this, but his speech is finally really coming along.  (This probably goes along with the whole second child thing-for some reason he just doesn't get read to as much as Tyler did.  Maybe because he's too busy wrestling with his brother.)  Some of my favorite things he says..."mommy, what dat?"  "'cuse me mommy, go dat way!" (when giving me directions on which way to go in the car...thanks Graham) "my do it." "don't bite/hit, not nice.  daddy time out."  (It's funny that he always remembers the one time that Adam put him in time out for hitting him.)  "ow, dat hurt."  "NO Ty-Ty." (I only hear that one about 100 times a day.)  "Yesh."  "Thanks."  He knows all his colors and can count to 12.  Whenever I put him to bed (which I have to do every night-daddy is not good enough, apparently), he now smiles, stands up, and starts jumping while saying "no crying."  I think he'll be in a big boy bed soon!  He loves to give hugs and kisses and plays with my hair whenever I'm holding him.  He also likes to play with my makeup, my clothes, and my shoes.  Hmmmmmm. 

We love this little out-of-control guy!

We hear all day long "ride bikes?"

He likes to put his hat on like this and say "look at me!"  He refuses to wear his hat the right way and will only wear it backwards.