In the last few weeks Colin has decided to drop his morning nap. (How will I ever get any cleaning done?!)
He weaned himself cold turkey.
He insists on feeding himself, no matter the consequence (or the mess).
He plays, like actual play, not just tossing toys around.
He can wrestle his brother to the ground.
His dancing and singing have multiplied. His tantrums have definitely been taken to a new level.
Seriously. Where did this kid come from and where is my sweet little baby. I swear, he was a baby the last time I looked. I swear it.
Saying "Cheese!" AND coloring.
He needs to stop this.