When you tell Kolton to say cheese, this is what he does. It is hysterical!
He continues to be a holy terror on two feet, but we love him so much we find it hard to see anything other than endearing in his terrorist ways.
He has arrived at the tantrum stage. It's not the most fun I've ever had.... but it's also not the least. He's pretty funny when he really gets going.
He says: byeeeeeeee, tickle tickle tickle, bumpa (grandpa/grandma only to be yelled or exaggerated), AMEN!!! (also only to be yelled) Nana (Xiana) Eh-oh (Ekco) Hi, and everything formerly mentioned on this blog.
He understands EVERYTHING you say. He does, however, have selective hearing.
He is all hands, all the time.
He thinks everything he can get his hands on is a ball. He swings about 10 times before he launches it. It's a tiny bit frightening because you never know quite when he's going to release.
He still prefers men to women.
He snuggles... quickly... but sweetly.
Every time I pick him up from the gym day care they tell me he is so smart. I tend to agree.
He loves tomatoes and picks them off the vines and eats and eats and eats them.
He throws food... a lot.
He's a bit of a bully, but without guile.
He is non stop never a dull moment fun.
We straightened Xiana's hair for church one day and couldn't believe how long it is... it's long!
She is LOVING preschool and primary.
She knows 6 articles of faith by heart.
She is learning how to spell words.... it's astonishing.
She spends her days on her head... She can almost do a cartwheel.
She is sassy, bossy, and smart. We like her like that.
The other day there was a lightening storm and she asked me what lightening looked at. I was shocked and asked, "you've never seen lightening before?" "Only on the chip bag," she replied. I was very confused until she explained that there was lightening on the Dorito's bag... hilarious!
One day she confidently told me, "daddy told me I can't kick him between the legs because he has pearls." Funny funny girl.
She is so good. I don't know what I've ever done in my life to ever deserve these kids. They are more.
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