Reid, of course, is not speaking in sentences just yet, although he does throw a "Hey, Dada" in there every once in a while. He loves to repeat us, though, and he is picking up new words all the time. Just this morning at daycare, he said "babbeh-bah" (basketball). He also says "Eh-yee" (Ellie, our dog's name), "moh" (more, complete with the sign language for the word), "uh-oooh" (love you"), and "ni-ni" (night night). He melts me about six times a day, basically.
Colin is a perfect three year old. And by that I mean, he's a hot mess. He has moments of absolute sweetness where he'll ask me for a kiss, or climb up into my bed for a midnight cuddle and fall asleep in my arms. But, because he's three, he is also full of energy, curiosity, silliness, and occasionally toddler rage. As a result, he says the most ridiculous, adorable and hilarious things. Here are a few recent examples:
"Momma, I want to watch 'Dis pickle of me' [Despicable Me]."
[From the backseat of my car] "Reid, want to hold hands?"
"Can Reid step in the dog poop? Reid, come here... look at this poop."
"Where is my picnic basket?" [meaning his Easter basket]
Me: "Colin, do you have a girlfriend?"
Colin: "Mmhmm."
Me: "You do? Who?"
Colin: "Mommy!!!"
"This is my engine turtle!!" [holding a NINJA turtle toy]
"Mommmyyyyyy.... [coughs and moans]... I have snot. [dramatically tries to breathe through nose, can't, cries]"
"When I was little, I turned into a baby. But now I'm growing bigger."
[I tell Colin we're going to play the "quiet game."] "I don't LIKE to play the quiet game. I want to play a LOUD GAME."
[Colin and Daddy walk out of Colin's room, after unsuccessfully trying to go down for a nap] "Momma, I missed you. That hurt my heart."
Oh, these kids. I just love them to pieces.
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