"My turn!" or "William's turn!" must be the two most common phrases out of our 2 year olds mouth lately. He clicks the little seat belt on his booster chair at the dinner table, he takes his own shoes off, gets into the bathtub by himself, rides his scooter and his bike, vacuums his own bedroom . . .all by himself. Mostly, I'm hovering over him cringing and waiting to see how much blood may result from his "I-can-do-it-by-myself" mentality. We had one trip to the Dr after bath time as he slipped and cut his lip. Thankfully it was superficial (side note, the face is overloaded with blood vessels so there's always more blood when kids cut their faces even with only a little damage . . .good to know!)
He is much more independent than his big sister, but he is also very giving with cuddles and willingly allows me to baby him a fair bit. Which I am totally fine with - especially if he's our last child (we still haven't decided).
Emma pulled out her violin the other day and of course in a heart beat, buddy began his 'my turn' chant and this is the result . . .
LOVING his turn on the violin
And of course the little Miss can't be ignored. She cracks me up.
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