Quote Book

We don't know where he comes up with all it, just glad that he does!

On Valentine's Day, Tanner was bursting with excitement to show me my gift:

Tanner: Look Mommy what I got for you [pointing to homemade card and flowers]. Me color it. And flowers -- I pick out for you!
Me: Oh - thank you! And the chocalate, those look yummy!
Tanner: No, those are mine.

No wonder he was so excited!

Every now and then, I attempt to potty train Tanner.

Tanner saw me putting the pee in the pot, and just told me, "Great job mommy, I'm so proud of you!"

Now...if only he would just do the same.

Right before bedtime, I was smothering him with hugs and kisses:

Me: Ohhh. I just LOVE you! You any my little baby.

Tanner. No, I not a Baby. I Tanner.

Now when I do it, he just whispers Tanner so it's barely audible. He's learned he doesn't mind at all being treated like a baby when it comes to my holding and rocking him at night, just like I did when he was just a wee little one.

While we hardly ever drink pop at our house, Uncle Kenneth brings it every time he comes over to watch and play with Tanner.

As I was pouring myself a class of Coke out of a 2-liter bottle, Tanner started freaking out, "No, Mommy! That's Uncle Kenneth's Juice!"

One day I saw Tanner drinking OJ out of the carton! At first I was horrified thinking he would spill the entire thing all over himself, but he did just fine. Then I started laughing. He's already trying to be a teenager. And hmmm, I wonder where he got this from :)

We were at our friends house, and Tanner was admiring all their kitchen play stuff. He especially loved the Melissa & Doug Cookie Set, but was not keen on the idea of sharing.

Tanner was going around asking everyone if they'd like a cookie. When I another little girl chimed into help, he was not happy.

Me: Tanner, we need to share our toys.

Tanner: No, Mommy, they're too hot!

Any excuse not to share, right? How do you teach an only child to share?? I'm out of ideas...

Tanner's favorite thing to do it bake cookies. At Christmas, this was almost a daily occasion. He loved to help, but for one obvious reason.

Tanner would help gather, measure, pour and stir the ingredients. But with the addition of each new ingredient, he'd ask: Is it yummy or yuck now?

He made the mistake of tasting pure cocoa bar he thought was regular chocolate, so now he asks every time. And as soon as I say yes, he'll be dipping his little paws in there to snatch a few bites.

Another time we were cooking dinner. I asked him for the salt and started measuring it out.

Immediately, Tanner got defensive. "No Mommy, it's for the cookies."

How the kid remembers salt goes in cookies, I have no clue! But he definitely didn't want to risk running out of salt to make cookies, it would be a tragic day indeed.

Tanner was admiring my new necklace with shiny beads.

Tanner: Mommy, I like necklace!

He came up to me, running up on my lap to look at it closer.

Tanner: Here's a football and there's a soccer ball.

This is how Tanner views the world. Not in the form of shapes, but only forms of different sports & balls.

Tanner has a lot of adorable expressions, like how he says, "Ooooookay" just like Alfalfa from Little Rascals or "Yep, I suuuurrre did" with as much excitement a 2year old could muster.

This kid is just too dang cute. But unless I write it down, I always forgot all the silly randomness that comes out.

Obbsession

Tanner has a new love of his life and his name is "Bob the Builder." I'm pretty sure it was love at first sight. At first it was innocent and cute, now it's borderline obsessiveness. I hear this is normal for a 2 yr old...

Like he'll wake up in the middle of the night asking to watch Bob the Builder. 'No Tanner, it's 2am in the morning, go back to bed!'

Or he'll ask, "Let's play. You're Wendy and I'm Bob".

He inherited a loot of Bob the Builder toys when a friend, which was very fortunate for him since they're impossible to find at the stores these days.

His hammer goes with him everywhere he goes. It's his favorite toy. He uses a hammer complete his masterpieces. Now instead of building Legos with his hands, he places them loosely and pounds them together with his hammer. He'll open and close the kitchen cabinets with his hammer, pretending he's building them for the first time.

But then again, he does love his tractors. Every digger is named Scoop, bulldozer is Rolly. And his diggers pick up everything. He'll save a few snacks so that Scoop can pick them up for him.

Just look at how dreary eyed he gets.

In the car and on the go, he always finds a tractor. He thinks we can always pull over and drive the construction vehicles for fun. If you can at Chuckie Cheese, then why not everywhere else? And at the Children's Museum, guess what he wanted to play with??

It's true what they say -- boys will be boys!

Snow, glorious snow!

Living in Dallas, there's usually no hope. Last weekend, we were at the lake feeding the ducks enjoying the 70+ degree weather.

And then this week, we have 4 snow days in a row. Every kids dream, right? Usually it's unheard of.

But until today, it was nothing but sheer ice. Finally, the snow came pouring down. It's over 6 inches and still coming. You almost need sunglasses, but it's just beautiful!

Here's our attempt to make the most of it!

We tried making a snow man, but gave up since the snow was too soft and fluffy -- and wanted nothing to do wiht compacting together.

Then we went sledding on our driveway. Tanner loved every minute and kept going, again and again.

The neighbors even came out.

I fell trying to take a picture. The snow masks all the ice underneath -- and well -- our driveway is steep. It really hurt!! And then I realized I'm getting old.

And unfortunately, this is as close to snowboarding Anthony is going to get!

It was all fun and games -- until the snow soaked through Tanner's glove. His little hands were like ice. He was NOT happy, but a bowl of homemade chicken soup cheered him right up!

All and all, Tanner's favorite part was EATING the snow! I should have known!!