My Mason is two and a half...
every day he learns something new, says something hilarious, throws an epic tantrum and grows up just a little bit more...
He has grown just over two inches in the last 6 months.
He wears all 3T or 4T clothing.
He is a size 10 shoe.
He loves to shower.
He has a very real fear of snakes.
He loves to climb (still).
His favorite songs are Shake It Off, I Love To See The Temple, Sky Full of Stars, Jingle Bells and the song from Ninja Turtles (Knock Knock, You're About To Get Shell Shocked)
He loves any kind of pasta.
He loves milk more than anything.
He will sit and have a full conversation with you.
He can count to 15.
He almost knows his alphabet (he still skips a few letters here and there)
He can write the number 8.
(This was his very first attempt at writing numbers a couple of months ago)
(His attempt to write I love you)
He can draw a heart.
He can recognize a circle, heart and star.
He has a full blown obsession with Ninja Turtles and can tell you about each one. Raphael is his favorite (he calls him RAF-EE-EL)
We are officially potty trained! We woke up one morning and I hid all the diapers. I told him that we ran out of diapers and had to wear underwear from now on. Worked like a charm!
He sings "Patty Cake" as follows: "Patty cake, patty cake, roll it and roll it and mark it and....toss it in the other one!" Yes, the other one, not the oven. :) I giggle every time.
He loves to sing Ring Around The Rosies.
He plays with his play-doh on a daily basis.
He likes to pretend to be a snake.
He loves his new house and told me yesterday that his new room is "cool."
He plays with his kitchen every day. He likes to make me hot dogs, pancakes, soup and soda. :)
He hates nursery. He literally ran out of the room screaming and continued to run all the way down the hall yelling, "NOOOOO!" When I picked him up he looked at me and asked if he could go to my class. Then he folded his arms and said, "I be reverent."
He loves to say prayers. On 1/9/15 he said his own prayer start to finish for the very first time.
"Heavenly Father, bless Jantzen. Bless my daddy tomorrow. Bless my cars and tractor. Bless my dreams. Heavenly Father, Amen." I cried.
Some days all he wants to do is read books. I love it! I will find him laying in his bed just looking through a book. If I interrupt him he promptly says to me, "Mom, I'm reading!"
Every once in a while he asks about Lincoln.
He bites his nails.
He loves the new Ninja Turtles movie. (Yes, I let him watch it)
He says, "Bless you!" after you sneeze.
He always says "Excuse me" after he burps or farts.
He ALWAYS says "Thank you!"
He is an adrenaline junkie. He loves to climb ladders, jump off of everything, hang upside down, do flips on to and off of my bed, etc.
He is still a complete momma's boy! While we were staying with my parent's I left one night to run to the store and left Mason with my mom. I was gone for maybe 30 minutes total. When I got back he was waiting at the front door for me. It was 20 degrees outside, but he insisted on waiting outside. To this day he will still remind me that he was sad at Grandma's house when mommy went to the store. So traumatic... ;)
He STILL asks, almost daily, if we can go back to the pumpkin patch.
He loves to color and draw.
He is very self sufficient. He rarely asks for my help with anything. If he needs something up high, he gets a chair. If he wants a snack in the pantry, he climbs the shelves. If he needs to go potty he just goes and tells me after the fact. If he wants to change outfits, he does.
He LOVES to snuggle.
From the day he was born he would put his hand in the collar of my shirt and hold on (or pick at my skin) while he was nursing, falling asleep, drinking a sippy, etc. I finally broke him of the habit and it took one talk with him. I sat him on my lap and told him that he is too big and we don't do that anymore. He just didn't ever do it again. I thought it was going to be much more of a fight. Guess not.
He refers to colors based on which Ninja Turtle is that color. The other day I brought home some red grapes and he wanted some. I went out to grab another load of groceries and came back in. He excitedly told me that he had eaten some "Raf berries." Raf as in Raphael because he wears the red mask.
He doesn't nap - ever. And even after being up for twelve hours straight he would prefer to stay up all night. A night owl like his mommy.
He sleeps in until 9ish almost every day.
He loves to slide down the stairs on his tummy.
He has a VERY good memory.
If you show him how to do something just once he can then do it without help.
He attempts to tie his shoes by himself.
He loves Batman, Captain America (he just calls him America), Hulk, Spiderman and Iron Man.
He randomly tells me he loves me and it makes my day every time. This morning he woke up and gave me the biggest hug and said, "I love you SO MUCH, mommy!"
He loved Christmas this year! He completely understands the concept of Santa and it made it so much fun! I loved watching his face light up on Christmas morning, seeing that Santa brought him a Ninja Turtle scooter and his very own Raphael! He still talks about Santa!
He hates carrots.
He loves to gather up all of his "weapons" and just sit with them.
Dum-Dum suckers are his choice of candy.
He loves pistachio ice cream.
He loves his Aunt Maelynn and will follow her around like a little puppy.
He tells me that he is my favorite boy and that daddy is my favorite man.
When we go grocery shopping he doesn't usually like to ride in the cart. He gets two options - ride on the end of the cart (which I hate because then I have to go REALLY slow in case he falls) or push the cart!
He will eat an entire bag of peas.
He thinks raisins are candy.
He likes his powdered donuts...sometimes he eats one too many.
He worships his daddy. Anything daddy does, Mason does. They are inseparable!
Mason loves to lay on the floor instead of the couch.
He says things like, "That is annoying!" and "Seriously?" and "Are you kidding me?" that make him sound way older than he is.
He still loves dogs, but he will not hesitate to tell you that they make his eyes itch.
He likes to brush my hair and then tells me it is "so pretty!"
He has a serious attachment to his blankies.
He calls his underwear a swimsuit.
He loves to dance.
He calls the hospital the "owie place" and asks to go there for the smallest bumps and bruises.
He loves to be outside. We are loving this warm winter because he gets to play outside almost every day. (It might be time to raise the hoop)
I can't believe he is two and a half! I love him! I love this age (most of the time) and I love to watch him learn and grow every day. I am the luckiest mommy in the whole wide world because I get to call him mine!!
