At 2 yrs, 2 mos, he's definitely hit toddlerhood. We tried to go blueberry picking last week with our Mommy and Me group, and it was WAY TOO HOT at 10 am. Chance lagged behind, and when I said it was hot, he said, "Too hot, Mommy." He picked for a couple of minutes--click! an actual pic!--then dumped out the few he had in his bucket. Again, he picked for a minute or two, then dumped out his bucket--and promptly threw it. It landed near Mommy. He didn't yell, he didn't cry, in fact, he didn't really say much, but he definitely protested. Aunt Manda thinks he'll be the type of kid who holds his breath when he doesn't get his way . . . and might even pass out from it. Ha! :)
Couple o' VIDEOS of my ALL-BOY child. First one: he's flipping over a large plastic ball, landing on his back--on purpose. And he did it over and over again, thanks to Daddy's encouragement. Mommy didn't like it at first, but I realized that I'd better just join in with the fun . . . it's only gonna get worse, right?
Second one: When Daddy was out of town last week, he and Grace didn't want to go to sleep one night, so they ran around and laughed at each other, and--of course, Chance tackled Grace several times, as seen in this video.
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