He loves to learn and has been really interested in letters lately. He knows maybe 3/4 of the alphabet by sight and sound and likes play with his foam letters in the bath, spot letters while we're out and about, and randomly make letter shapes with his hands, straws, etc.
There are often times where he's on his own for a bit while I feed Samuel or change his diaper, and I remember being nervous when I was pregnant about what mischief he'd get into, but the vast majority of the time he just hangs out and plays. At home and out and about I'm often impressed with how responsible he is. But he's also started fibbing, and it makes me sad that the phase where he'd be brutally honest about any of his wrongdoings is gone. If we're at home and it gets too quiet I'll ask him what he's doing and if he says "nuffing. I not doing anyfing." then I know he's up to no good :). It usually involves him in the bathroom getting soap from the soap dispenser. On that note, he's also started using the bathroom all by himself, sometimes without even telling us about it. Talk about something that was hard to imagine in the throes of potty training, yet here we are!
We decided to try his big boy bed again and I'm very happy to report that the transition was much smoother and he's now officially sleeping in a twin bed. To document this for my own memory's sake, every morning he wakes up by yelling "I READY TO WAKE UUUUUUUP" and waiting for us to come get him He did this in his crib too. His bedtime pals are monkey, foxy, other foxy, lamby, a wolf named Brian, and a puppy dog named Rupert. When we go get him from bed he's sitting there clutching them all ready to start his day.
One very notable thing these days is how much of a Daddy's boy Beckett is. He loves, loves, loves Kolby and thinks he hung the moon. And the feeling is very much mutual. They are big time baseball buddies and love to watch and talk about the Texas Rangers and of course play baseball nonstop. They play games, read books, go on bike rides, snuggle on the couch watching movies, and go to the library. They are pretty much inseparable and I love that they have such a strong bond.
Beckett is loving school and his teacher says he loves to read books and work puzzles. He is getting really silly lately and makes us laugh several times a day. His best friend is probably his second cousin Liam (who lives on our street which is awesome) and they play really well together. Which is great because Ashley and I get together with the boys several times a week. We have some really funny stories of mischief Liam and Beckett get into. It's always something with those boys.
Beckett and Samuel's relationship has started to evolve lately. Every now and then they'll sort of play together with blocks or some toy, and in the morning if Samuel's not up when Beckett wakes up he'll ask about him. He likes to get in the crib with him after his nap and play with (read tackle) him. It's not much but I'll take what I can get! Now that Samuel is mobile he has of course started messing with Beckett's toys as he's playing with them, and so far Beckett has handled it pretty well. He says no and sometimes pushes Samuel back a little to try to keep him away, but it's nothing aggressive or outrageous and I'm considering that a victory.
I'm not sure what else to say about Beckett at this age other than that he's smart and so fun to listen to and have conversations with. He loves to ask questions and figure things out and his voice is so sweet and innocent and before I just gush on and on I'll just wrap up by saying I really love this age with him!
And now for some pictures...
There are often times where he's on his own for a bit while I feed Samuel or change his diaper, and I remember being nervous when I was pregnant about what mischief he'd get into, but the vast majority of the time he just hangs out and plays. At home and out and about I'm often impressed with how responsible he is. But he's also started fibbing, and it makes me sad that the phase where he'd be brutally honest about any of his wrongdoings is gone. If we're at home and it gets too quiet I'll ask him what he's doing and if he says "nuffing. I not doing anyfing." then I know he's up to no good :). It usually involves him in the bathroom getting soap from the soap dispenser. On that note, he's also started using the bathroom all by himself, sometimes without even telling us about it. Talk about something that was hard to imagine in the throes of potty training, yet here we are!
We decided to try his big boy bed again and I'm very happy to report that the transition was much smoother and he's now officially sleeping in a twin bed. To document this for my own memory's sake, every morning he wakes up by yelling "I READY TO WAKE UUUUUUUP" and waiting for us to come get him He did this in his crib too. His bedtime pals are monkey, foxy, other foxy, lamby, a wolf named Brian, and a puppy dog named Rupert. When we go get him from bed he's sitting there clutching them all ready to start his day.
One very notable thing these days is how much of a Daddy's boy Beckett is. He loves, loves, loves Kolby and thinks he hung the moon. And the feeling is very much mutual. They are big time baseball buddies and love to watch and talk about the Texas Rangers and of course play baseball nonstop. They play games, read books, go on bike rides, snuggle on the couch watching movies, and go to the library. They are pretty much inseparable and I love that they have such a strong bond.
Beckett is loving school and his teacher says he loves to read books and work puzzles. He is getting really silly lately and makes us laugh several times a day. His best friend is probably his second cousin Liam (who lives on our street which is awesome) and they play really well together. Which is great because Ashley and I get together with the boys several times a week. We have some really funny stories of mischief Liam and Beckett get into. It's always something with those boys.
Beckett and Samuel's relationship has started to evolve lately. Every now and then they'll sort of play together with blocks or some toy, and in the morning if Samuel's not up when Beckett wakes up he'll ask about him. He likes to get in the crib with him after his nap and play with (read tackle) him. It's not much but I'll take what I can get! Now that Samuel is mobile he has of course started messing with Beckett's toys as he's playing with them, and so far Beckett has handled it pretty well. He says no and sometimes pushes Samuel back a little to try to keep him away, but it's nothing aggressive or outrageous and I'm considering that a victory.
I'm not sure what else to say about Beckett at this age other than that he's smart and so fun to listen to and have conversations with. He loves to ask questions and figure things out and his voice is so sweet and innocent and before I just gush on and on I'll just wrap up by saying I really love this age with him!
And now for some pictures...
Cruising around the ranch with Tucker and Pops
Boys night out at the Rough Riders game
He loves being the catcher
It was a great season for the Rangers!
Helping himself to a tandem motorcycle ride with Sadie
Pool and swing time with Kyndall in Wimberley
This was a first!
Crazy hair don't care
Probably time to graduate from the pack n play when away from home...
Sleeping sweetly alongside his entourage
Just a little moment with Daddy after like 10 minutes apart
Candy Land!
Three buds in a tub
Running wild and free at the ranch
Touring the fire station
Gearing up for Sea World by having lunch with the live penguin cam
Summer Kolby. We ALL miss Summer Kolby.
How big is he looking these days?!?
Will work for fruit snacks.
This was at a puppet show at our library. I love how much he loved it.
Car seat safety is our first priority ;)
These pictures absolutely crack me up. Evil doesn't stand a chance!
(That's Beckett, Sadie, Tucker then Beckett and Tucker)
When your pitcher just isn't cutting it and you have to give him a talking to. "Frow strikes!"
A local flight museum date with Daddy and some friends from church
Still interested in Mr. Gilly
We love when Grams comes to visit!
Liam and Beckett up to their shenanigans. I heard them trying and failing to get into the crib then Beckett ran into the living room yelling "We need a mousekatool!" and grabbed a stack of pillows.
My mom took this picture of Beckett at the ranch and was showing it to him later and she asked him who that was sleeping with him and he said "Brian" (which is my dad's name) and my mom said "no, not Pops, who is that right there? The wolf." and he again said "that's Brian" and my mom was so confused so she asked me about it later. "Oh, yeah, that's Brian. His wolf is named Brian." ;)
We continued the tradition of taking Beckett to our neighborhood city pool the last day of the season. Again after dinner we surprised him by bringing out his swimsuit instead of his pjs and we shut the place down. We all loved it!
1 comment:
I love this! Beckett's catchers outfits made me laugh out loud - and the shout out for the Mouseketool. Too funny! :)
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