Kael has his quirks. He is the funniest child.
If he insists on wearing something a certain way....you just let him go with it.
He is so sensitive and hates to be scolded or put in timeout.
He loves to dress-up and ham it up for the camera.
He wants to be "big" so bad. He wants to wear the big boy underwear but wants NOTHING to do with what comes with wearing underwear. The other day he wanted a toy at the store and I told him that we could buy it if he learned to use the potty, he immediately told me, "I'll just ask Santa."
{he may never be potty trained...because i hate it....and he drinks A LOT!}
The world is his canvas....along with the wall, refrigerator, floor, carpet, table, and his sheets.
He loves hats.
He licks the center out of the Oreo's and refuses to eat the actual cookie.
In the rare moment he pulls an absolute tantrum....sometimes I think the walls will fall down.
He is a mess....always. We go through at least 3 shirts a day.
He is my Pigpen.
{p.s. that was half of a kit kat bar. and yes, it is everywhere.}
After being bit by a dog in May, he is warming back up to them.
He always wants a "fip" of your drink.
He loves to drink.
His favorite saying: "My do it."
He has to bring all of his friends with him...wherever we go.
It's fun when he chooses his Toy Story friends. He drops one of them every two feet and then bends over to pick it up and then drops another one.
{it makes me laugh even though he is disgusted.}
He has a major sweet-tooth.
He loves his older brother more than anything.
He loves to pull all of the blankets off of each of the beds and put them in a giant pile.
Everyday.
{this is not my favorite. especially because he chooses to do this after i have made each bed in the house.}
He will eat anything.
He loves to make messes when I am in the shower.
Such as mixing the clean laundry with the dirty laundry.
He is a child marketers dream. He wants everything on any toy commercial he sees.
He picked out a few {7} of his favorite things at the Disney Store and told Grandma, "My ready to go!" I am sure you are.
The only child I know that can dismember and maim his toys in a matter of moments.
{his disney store treasures}
He loves to play with little things. He is so good to sit and entertain himself when we are busy.
{especially when we moved twice in a week}
He lets his brother teach him things.
{this doesn't look like it could end in disaster at all.}
He wants to be big just like his brother. He wishes he could go to preschool so bad. Peyton is pretty good to share his preschool goodies with his little brother.
No matter where his older brother falls asleep he has to sleep next to him.
If he wakes up in the middle of the night and can't see his brother he will come and wake me up to see where he is.
He is the sweetest, messiest, most hyper little boy in the world.
We love him!
