Age: 31-33 months
Brennan is becoming a little man right before our eyes. He is getting so big that it's hard to hold him and rock him in his glider. Every night he says, "Rock me, Mommy." and there are no sweeter words to my ears. I try to breath in the smell of his skin and enjoy how his body feels hugging against mine. I know no matter how much I try to cherish these moments, there just won't be enough of them. I cannot love him anymore than I already do...its just not possible.
A couple months ago, I took a photo of Brennan and his face was distorted, because he was moving. I said, "Uhhh creepy!" Brennan said, "Creepy? I'm not creepy, I'm a boy!" The things that he says make me laugh so hard. He loves being funny. He knows that I think it's hilarious when he curls his lip and says, "Huh?..." Such as, "Huh? What's THAT doing THERE?!?" with a perplexed voice.
Brennan uses the word "not" instead of "don't" He says, "I not like that."
Brennan still loves his baby sister so much. Last month, Diem was taking a nap in her crib. She woke up and was fussing. I heard Brennan say, "I help." I didn't think anything of it, until I heard his sweet voice over the monitor saying, "Hi Diem. It's ok Diem. I here." I went into her room, and Brennan was holding her hand through the slats of her crib. My heart melted!
Brennan has started using the toilet to poop only. He usually goes number 2 while he's in his crib, so we're working on that. We're not pushing potty training, mainly for my sake. I can't imagine how difficult it will be to run errands with the kids, when Brennan will announce that he has to use the bathroom.
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