Sawyer as a 2-year-old

Wowza our baby boy is a big boy! This little guy is so much fun. I know everyone says this, but I can't believe these past two years have flown by so fast.

Stats:

36" tall - 3 whole feet!

32 lbs.

52 cm head circ. - to hold lots of brains of course.

This kid is smart. He can talk in full sentences, and has for quite a while now. We go to library story time every week - he loves it, but for the first 10 minutes he is strictly an observer. After watching/assessing the situation he joins in on the reading/singing/crafting. He has mastered the front roll. He can say/sing his ABC's and 123's through 10, although his favorite number combo is 2, 4, 2! When he watches Little Einsteins he totally gets into it and answers all their questions and claps/sings along. I'll usually hear him enthusiastically yell 'BLAST OFF' even when I'm in the far bedroom showering. I got a phone call from Aunt Sara earlier this week - apparently around 5 am (3 am her time) Sawyer snagged George's cell and gave her a call. She told me he was very happy and chatty. This daylight savings business isn't helping our household out in the sleep department. So just beware if you get a call from us in the middle of the night, it's not a prank, it's our energetic 2-year-old wanting to update you on his life. He likes to push his limits. At the pool a month or so back, he climbed in (not at the steps) while I was trying to get Jack situated. He loves cold cereal and bananas for breakfast. He continues to be a great eater and loves broccoli, turkey, asparagus, meatballs, pomegranate, apples, yogurt, cheese, silver dollar whole wheat pancakes, grapes, blueberries, and will always try whatever I make. He loves to play in vehicles. He loves to go for walks and is always urging us to do so. He is fantastic at saying 'please'. I'm sure his good looks and manners will get him far in life :) He is having a harder time listening these days. When I've finally resorted to time out after repeatedly telling him to listen or do something, he will frantically exclaim "I listen! I listen! I listen!" and do what I've been asking him to do. Lately he loves telling everyone to "Watch out! Watch out! Watch out!" It's not in a rude way...more like if I want to change his diaper he'll tell me to "Watch out!"  He loves helicopters and motorcycles (oh great). He can spot airplanes, helicopters, and birds in the sky better than his parents. When he wakes up in the morning (between 530 & 630 am) he will turn on every light in the house...enough to hurt your eyes first thing. He is so cheery tho it's hard to be grumpy about waking up early. He is starting to say prayers. It's about the only time he ever whispers. Quietly whispering he repeats, "Heavenly Father, Heavenly Father, Heavenly Father" and ends with a loud "Amen!" Sometimes he'll throw a thank you in there. He loves to laugh and he loves to make us laugh. He loves giving us all smooches. He's happy and healthy and we adore his fun personality.

Rescue Hero sporting papa's flight boots.

Falling asleep after lunch at the table. He was not amused that I took a picture.

Naughty napper - offering his bunny as a peace offering to his increasingly impatient mother. I think this picture was taken after an hour and a half of trying different methods to get the boy to nap.

He deliberately eats his chocolate chip cookie the same way every time. He'll poke out all the chocolate chips and lick his finger after each poke, and then take down the rest of the cookie. This boy loves chocolate, just like his mom.

Buds. So happy they have each other :)
On his own accord Sawyer started calling his baby brother 'Jackers'. 

He's definitely a 'papa's boy'.

Lately he's been getting items out of the fridge and leaving them around the house. Off the top of my head in the past day or two I've found heavy whipping cream, mustard, salad dressing, and tortillas. When he's hungry he'll bring me something out of the fridge and say, "I want this." Usually it's condiments or something else from the door. He insists on eating whatever he grabs. That's fine and I usually feed it to him, but today was his doozie. I was nursing Jack and putting him down for a nap and I came out to the lovely scene above. I had to take a picture first, and then scold him for wasting so many eggs. Notice how neatly he put all the cracked egg shells nicely on the counter. As I was hauling him off to the bath he exclaimed, "Oh my GOODNESS!"  I guess that's what I said when I found him. Now they are both napping and the house is quiet and peaceful. I'm reveling.