Because Three

Insisting on being left alone "Give me some privacy" to poop with the door closed, and proceeding to unravel and entire roll of toilet paper and feed it into the toilet.

Singing Happy Birthday to the candle inside the jack-o-lantern.

Singing Happy Birthday when the Halloween lights turn on.

Insisting on singing "Down by the Bay" All. The. Time.

Singing the ABCs and completely messing up the LMNOP part.

Counting  but always calling eleven, eleventeen.

Playing make-believe with several monster trucks inside a giant box on the kitchen floor

Apologizing to his own toe for stubbing it. So-yee toe!

Carrying handfuls of recycling to the garage.

Yelling "I do it MYself" whenever anyone offers to help, or hands him something, or touches him.

Asking "What that noise?" for EVERY SINGLE SOUND EVER HEARD BY HUMANS.

Yelling "Mama" repeatedly when I lave the room until I come back.

Petting the couch.

Doing puzzles better than I do.

Running in giant, endless circles around the dining room, fanatically screeching at maximum lung capacity with surprisingly ear-piercing pitch, until he's falling-over dizzy and punch-drunk.

Three is amazing & awesome ☺









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