...Too Much Fun...: 22

Another month, a few things to remember.

Kyle has always loved to dance but it seems the older he gets the more he loves it. He just can't contain himself when a good beat comes on...and he definitely has certain music preferences. He shouts new song! in the car if he doesn't like the one playing.
He loves to count. He tries to count everything he can, and gets a little confused sometimes.
He likes to sing the alphabet...though after the letter g who know what he is saying
He is obsessed with the whole Gangham Style craze.
He loves BYU...wearing it, going there, and especially singing the fight song. "Y U Y U"
He has a bigger sweet tooth than me, and that is hard to do.
He loves lights, or anything else powered by electricity.
He loves to do the dishes, vacuum, and wipe up messes. He also can't stand playing if there are too many toys out at once...he starts yelling "clean up" and puts everything away and then carries on
He hates, HATES, if I hold someone's baby.
He recently started saying "cookies" correctly and it makes me sad. He used to call them "cook cooks". Loved it.
He loves playing with friends and cousins. He asks for them every day. I guess he is lonely with just me?
He loves to go out to eat....shoot.
He loves. LOVES. pumpkins. "punkins"
He is using full sentences a lot now, but it still surprises me every time.
He is so attached to an empty sippy cup he calls his "bodit"...it is essentially a pacifier to him.
He loves egg nog. Atta boy.
He likes to cheer for the Cardinals, especially "yadi yadi yadi"
He is almost always pleasant and so fun to be around.
He glares at me sometimes. Only me.
He loves to play with dry lima beans and popsicle sticks more than anything else.
He likes to help load the washing machine.
He says "I got you!" anytime you tickle him
He announces everything he is doing..."playing...walking...running...jumping...spinning...eating..."
Still loves Nemo, but I think his counting show is taking over.
Every morning he says he slept good...then asks for a sucker, show, and cake. None of which he gets...especially first thing in the morning. But he always asks.
He loves to tell people "happy birtday!"
He loves to sit on his little toilet, but has never actually used it.
He loves to cook with me.
He pushes chairs around everywhere to get to what he wants.
When he gives kisses or tries to blow on things he never covers his front teeth...they always stay sticking out.
He loves animals.
He stays in nursery the whole time by himself! Praises.
Blue is definitely his favorite color.
He is left handed...I think.
He is the sweetest.