21 months

That's pretty strange to write: 21 months. 3 months away from 24 months - 2 years. 

I'm finding myself speechless when thinking about how to describe the little man in his ever-growing-toddler-self.  He continues to amaze us each day - whether it's a new word he's learned or while showing us his stubbornness in the midst of a tantrum.  Tonight, it dawned on me though, how good of a boy we have & really how lucky we are.  Here are a few things that are all "Colin" at 2 years minus 3 months.

Everything is "uh oh" and followed by an explanation or a display of what's wrong.  As in "uh oh, momma" while showing me a broken shovel.  Sometimes it's replaced with "oh no".  : )

He really aims to please and is satisfied when he knows he did something that made us happy.  Tonight, he was so good for me at the park - no fit when we had to leave & sat in the stroller willingly.  After we'd reached the street on the way home, I stopped the stroller, looked at him & thanked him for being a good listener & not crying when I said it was time to leave.  He looked at me with a big smile, shook his head yes, & then said "figh" (five) & stuck his hand out to give me five. 

His vocabulary is starting to explode - with (what seems like) a new word every day.  We're hearing many two+ syllable words, too.   

Reading is still a favorite activity.  There are a couple books that he even "reads" with us.  Good Night, Gorilla, Dr. Seuss's ABC, Just Like You, Good Night Moon are just a few of the ones he knows so well that he says the words he knows (often the last one in the sentence).

A new word heard in the car ride home from daycare each day is "mine".  When we turn onto our street it's always "Mine. Momma, mine."  I think the kid knows where he lives. 

Colin has grown so much in the last month, even, & it's so fun to experience it.  Here are a few photos taken last weekend infront of the blooming peonies.  He looks like such a boy.