Duke is my wild child. He is full of big personality coupled with the biggest heart. He is so sweet and caring. He loves to climb on everything, has one volume (LOUD), and a great imagination. Before he mastered climbing out of his crib, he would sit and play with his stuffed animals for forever before calling for us to come get him. Talking to them, rocking them to sleep, covering them up with their "binks" (blanket). Bedtime has gotten a little tougher lately. He's much more sensitive about the "dart" (dark) and wants his door open.
Duke loves to 'elp whenever he can whether it's mixing things in the kitchen, "washing" dishes, vacuuming or feeding Capone. He likes to help feed Theo and actually does a great job with his baby food. He always asks if diapers are "gross?" when we change he and Theo and likes to practice going on the potty.
We recently upgraded him to a big boy bed and it's been an interesting experiment. He demands that we 'LAY DOWN LAY DOWN LAY DOWN' and 50% of the time he's crawling into our bed in the middle of the night. We bring him back to his room unless it's after 6 a.m. and then I just snuggle him until we go get ready. He loves to play in the bathroom while I'm getting ready, whether he's counting all of the Band-Aids in a box ("one, free one! 'ive 'ix 'eight!") or washing his hands 47 times, it's a mad dash to get myself ready for work and keep him alive before Theo wakes up and I've lost all chance at not having someone attached to my body.
Some people tell us we are in the thick of it right now and if that's true, we are truly soaking up every crazy, 'STOP pushing your brothers face into the carpet!' moment. #thisistwo
Happy Friday everyone!
-T-