Dawson Boy

Dawson, you are at such a fun age right now.  Right now you are having an amazing language explosion and every day I'm learning more and more about this great little boy that I have the privilege of raising.  Tonight before dinner you wanted bip {milk} and I poured you a cup.  You looked at me and said "dank you mom mom."

Chowing Down at the campground

You are such a sweet cuddly guy who makes me laugh a thousand times a day.  Today we were reading a book that has a picture of a little boy running naked down the street.  I asked you "What is David doing?"

You looked at me and said "bum, Ava."

Then you proceeded to crack up laughing.  You do have a valid point, Ava tears around this house naked about every evening before bath time.

I love reading a book of opposites with you and we do "LOUD, quiet" and "fast, slow" together.

Recently you took a MAJOR liking to trains or as you want to call them "choo choo's."  I taught you to say "ALL ABOARD!" like a train conductor and it is so sweet to hear you stumble as best as you can through this phrase.

This little face just kills me

Now that you are almost two you are starting to have opinions, although let's be honest you have always had very distinct opinions about how the world should operate and would protest LOUDLY when things did not go your way.  But now you are able to voice your opinions in a way that does not involve screaming, which is just music to my ears.  I will always oblige, unless it's something dangerous or breaking my "rules."  

You insist: NO PILLOWS in your crib.  You DO NOT like sweaters with hoods.  

Angel Baby is your constant sidekick, sometimes in your hand, mouth, or even under your shirt.

Love you my Baby Boy!