Oh this little boy of ours is really something.
He often sounds like a broken record, on repeat, over and over again.
He demands you acknowledge every word that comes flooding out of his mouth!
And let me tell you, every little thing that crosses his mind gets talked about.
Oliver is very black and white. Things are what they are.
A trait he most certainly gets from his father.
They aren't diggers anymore, "No, it's a backhoe", "it's a bulldozer"
It irks him to no end when somebody refers to something incorrectly.
It will not be tolerated and he must correct them... repeatedly if necessary, he can't help himself.
Of course if he is the one getting it wrong and you correct him, well then he is still right and you are wrong. A trait he most certainly gets from his father ha!
Me: "Your a silly goose"
Oliver: "No I not a silly goose, I Oliver"
Of course my favourites are him imitating me, he loves going in to get Georgie up from a nap and says in his highest pitch mom voice - "whos' making all this noise in here? Hiiiii Georgie, MOM it's Georgie!" then proceeds to tell me about a hundred times that it's Georgie
and she is a little baby, not a big boy like him.
Of course some of my not so faves are him talking back and be super saucy, which include things like
Oliver: "no pictures"
Me taking pictures
Oliver: "I said no pictures!"
His growing vocabulary is often very amusing and remarkable,
He has started to memorize and recite verses from books and t.v shows.
This morning he started reciting "Mortimer" one of his new favourite Robert Munsch books.
It's pretty incredible how much he has learned in just 2 -3/4 short years.
Ahhh he's nearly 3,THREE I say!
And we certainly get all the good, the bad, the ugly and the wonderfulness of a 2 year old!
Such a great boy, son and amazing big brother!
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