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.