It's hard to believe that my little baby is 22 months now! He is such a funny little guy with an endless amount of energy. I thought he was going to be my mello child, but not so. He has no fear whatsoever and will jump from the couch or plank fall onto the carpet and get up and go back for more! He loves his big brother dearly and is not afraid to defend himself if need be. He is a daddy's boy and loves motorcycles. He loves to wave goodbye to daddy every morning in his pj's, and will run out to the driveway to get as much waving as he possibly can. He loves to be cozy, and will request milk and try to wrap himself (or request help) in a snugly blanket in the morning and sit on the couch. He loves to "lolor" (color) and copies anything his brother does.
As I've mentioned previously, he loves candy (and hates to have his teeth brushed) He LOVES his bottle of milk and always wants water with ice (just like his big brother), but can not seem to keep the water in the cup to save his life! I have seriously cleaned up 15 spilled cups of water in a 2 day time period! He is very independent and very persistant when he wants something. At 18 months he was going to the bathroom in the toilet at his request, once even 3 times a day. He seems to have lost interest which is ok with me. I am fine with diapers.
You can ask him any question and he will respond with a nod or a shake and look at you so intently that you are sure he understands every word he says. Most of the time he says yes. His vocabulary is growing although most of you probably cannot understand a word. I am positive that when he really starts to talk that it will be in sentences. In fact I think he's been speaking in sentences for quite a while now..... we just can't understand him.
He is very good natured and seems to get along with everyone. He loves "ories" (stories) and is good about saying "peas" and "nane you" even to the baggers at the grocery store. He will not sit still for anything so church and story time are difficult. He wants to be in preschool. If he gets the oportunity he will dash into Dallin's classroom in the morning and play with the kitchen or sit down inconspicuously for circle time with the big kids. I usually have to take him kicking and screaming to the car.
He's a little guy and at his 18 month check up he had finally made it on the charts at 3% weight. He may be little, but it doesn't slow him down, in fact he would make an excellent gymnast. He's a great climber, can hang on the oven door and he often bounces down the stairs jumping from step down to the next step. One night he bounced up the last few steps with his hands on the step above him and when he reached the top he went right into a forward roll followed by a second! I wish I had that one on video! It's hard to believe that my sweet little baby is going to be 2 years old soon!
We love you Dawson!
We've probably talked about going to the balloon festival for the 6 years we've lived here, but somehow it always seems too early to get up! This year we decided to go for it! We woke up at about 5:30, got the kids out of bed and headed down to Memorial Park. It was amazing to watch how they blew up these giant hot air balloons. We bumped into some friends while we were there, so Dallin couldn't have been happier, and Dawson was unusually content (probably sleepy) in his stroller. Later that day Dallin got invited to Logan and Gracie's to play on the water slide. He said he had the best day in the whole world!
