We are working on manners. He know what he's supposed to say, but prefers not to use his manners. "Mommy, I need to say uh huh when I run out of yes sirs."
The world revolves around Small Fry right now. When I sing Jesus Loves Me at night, he screams, "No mommy, Jesus loves ME!" So to keep the wild man happy, I have to sing "Jesus loves Jack this we know...." When I tell him I love him he responds with, "No, Mommy. I love MYSELF!"
His hair is long and shaggy and in desperate need for a cut (especially before he sits for his silhouette in mid-November). When we talk about getting a haircut he says, "No, Mommy. My hair is perfect."
So very much an opinionated two-year old right now. He keeps us laughing and we love him so.
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