Little Man is two-and-a-half.
He's been enjoying:
jumping (lots and lots of jumping)
climbing in boxes
helping cook and looking at my cookbooks
painting, coloring, and writing "letters"
supervising the progress on his quilt
going on walks (not in the stroller because he's the big brother now)
sliding down the slides at the park
wearing "big boy underwear"
playing peek-a-boo with Brother
talking in sentences and narrating what everyone is doing
asking 1,001 question every day
sleeping in his toddler bed
reading bed time stories to Brother
This is him playing the guitar as my mom played the piano.
Or "strumming with the piano sounds" as he said.
And here he is helping me design quilts.
I'm thankful for my "big boy." We have a lot of fun.