PDG Turns Three

Who told this guy he could grow up? Was it you? Is that what you've been doing while I've been buried by repeat snow storms and other writing projects instead of blogging?

Totally not fair.

Regardless, he's three years old now, and would probably like me to tell you a few fun facts.

 Likes:

• counting to 15 correctly and then randomly calling out any other numbers he knows in no particular order. this sometimes starts at 11 or 12 instead
• meat. all meats
• brushing his teeth by himself with the blue bubble gum toothpaste that he swallows before attempting to spit out
• teaching his little brother how to do things - particularly with electronics
• going potty (we did it guys!)
• being outside
• snow, if he has gloves on
• did I say meats?
• jelly beans, thin mints, jerky and everything else we bribed him with during his two month potty training marathon
• singing J-Man's rap songs on cue, and sometimes making up his own nonsense lyrics instead
• Taylor Swift's 1989 album (my bad...)
• turning the deadbolt and opening the door when J-Man gets home from work
• splashing in the bathtub
• bananas and milk before or daily trip to Miss S's daycare
• blanket forts and the baby burrito game in the mexiblanket
• berries
• putting on his own clothes (success rate aside)
• The Jungle Book, Cars, Dumbo, Super Why and Frozen
• echoes
• grocery carts with the mini-cars attached to the front

 Dislikes:

• The big light at 5:25am 
• Everything else that happens from 5:25-5:55am before his banana and milk
• being told to wait before eating something in sight and/or within reach
• naptime
• listening to NPR, aka news, instead of Frozen or Taylor Swift
• taking his shoes off because we aren't going back outside that day
• when MDG steals his toys and runs the other direction

Growing Stats:

• 4T clothes and size 10 shoes
• 37lbs (93%)
• 40in (95%)

Happy Birthday Little Big Man. Mama loves you to the moon and back