Just a few pics of my little man, who is just a little over 2 1/2. Too bad he's not in that "1/2" stage that he'll be in for the next few years. "How old are you?" "Three and a half." "Oh so you're 3?" "NO THREE AND A HALF." The half really makes a big difference y'all.
At two and a half Ty is doing all sorts of fun things. He's a big organizer. Give him ten of something and he'll spend 45 minutes counting it and lining it up. He has a hard time when his bulldozer of a sister comes along and messes it all up but he's starting to take it all in stride and tolerate her messiness. Those are the rolling papers (I have no idea what they're called,) that I told you about during my CoinStar shortage. Thank You Jesus I found one because that rolling your own stuff is for the birds.
He just got a hat just like his daddy's and man is he cute in it. It's a Tiger Woods golf hat, youth sized...notice it's not kid sized because his head is like the size of the High School boys at church. He is mighty proud of it and asks for it when he gets up from his nap. We were hard pressed to get him to wear any kind of hat all winter and this one showed up and he asks for it????? I think he is starting to get the "Daddy has one, I want one," thing. Really cute. Sean calls it his "Ty" hat because it is technically his initials: TW=Tiger Woods and Ty Wilborn. I'd have never put that together.
He is kind of mellow most of the time now, which is not a word I would've used to describe him even 6 months ago. His heart is very sweet and he eats it up when he knows he has done what we're asking him to do. He still follows most things up with "Yay Ty," it's become his trademark. Other things he says/does:
"No, Okay," in response to whatever he doesn't want to do. Like, I'm being polite but the answer is still no. Me: "Let's go inside." Ty: "No okay." Me: "Put your ball down and get in your seat." Ty: "No okay." You get the picture.
"Hey Mommy/Daddy/Charlie/Max!" when he sees us for the first time in the morning.
Quickly followed by "Good Morning." He wakes up in a great mood in the morning...not always the case after a nap but for the most part he is raring to go the second he wakes up.
When I say, "Thank you," training him to say it, he will say, "You're welcome." I don't have it in me to correct him it's so cute. If Sean hands him something and I say, "Thank You, Daddy," he will say, "You're welcome Daddy."
"It's okay," when he would normally launch into a huge fit. We've tried to stop him soooooo many times before he escalates by saying, "It's okay, what do you need? Do you need help, etc," that he calms himself down by saying, "It's okay." Kinda like he's got multiple personalities a little bit. Walking around on the verge of tears saying, "It's okay, it's okay."
He's finally repeating everything so today he said the words giraffe, manatee, and dolphin in about a ten minute period (Thank you Baby Einstein,) and since he only said daddy, cracker and help at age two this is quite an improvement!
My favorite things at this age are how he tries to relate so much more to us and other people, his little patterns that make him the least bit predictable, his sleep habits, his sheer joy when we pick him up from church and bible study, the fact that he doesn't get kicked out of the nursery anymore, (because he was so upset when we left him,) and that every day he learns something about the world. Even little things start to click and he just gets so excited. He is a trip and I'm so thankful that he is my son.