You are 22 months of all boy. You talk like a grown (old) man. You carry on a conversation as long as your Uncle Mooley and Papa Jack. You point out the obvious and you ask a lot of questions.
You love to knock down towers of block and you swing your arms when you're about to cause some real racous. You give the best hugs and you love to "pith" (kiss) your Family to let them know you love them.
You love to read books and would prefer we do that for about 5 hours a day. You dig in the dirt and your mouth usually looks like you've just ate a bunch of chocolate (but it's only dirt). You run and hike with us and when you get tired you ride on Mama's shoulders.
You can actually say everything now, so it would be silly to try to write it all down. But I have some favorites:
When you are told you can't do something..."No Fair!"
When we ask you a question..."uhhhhh" (before you answer).
When you want to be held..."My hold you!"
You talk in sentences and you always use your manners. You voice your needs and wants like an old man in a really low voice.
We love you little man and we are complete with you in our lives.
Love,
Mama
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