Recently, he has started to follow simple commands, like to bring me a diaper or shut the door. He likes to feel like he helps us even though he makes more messes than I can pick up in 10 minutes.
He obviously doesn't understand that toilets are unclean because if a bathroom door is ajar, he WILL play in the toilet. While my niece was here last weekend, I found them both playing in the toilet, covered in water, both of their heads soaking wet. I should have taken a picture but I couldn't get them in the tub fast enough.
He also loves to have his hair brushed and brings me a brush several times a day signing for me to brush his hair. He likes to pray, several weeks ago, out of the blue he started folding his hands to pray over pretend food from the play kitchen and now he does it many times a meal. We never worked on this, he just picked it up from watching us.
His two words are Da-da and Nana. He is obsessed with bananas right now.
Jenna was disappointed there weren't three fly swatters and she had to wait for a turn, she called it a nas-nadder. She has said many funny things lately, like the other night she drew my dad a picture and told him to keep it in a special place, like in his nail polish drawer! She referred to the screen in the van that displays the temperature outside as a nom-iner, we figured out she was trying to call it a monitor.
Little Monkey is well and growing. My ultrasound went great, the baby is estimated to weigh 4lbs 2 oz. The ultrasound tech did great at keeping the big secret and didn't even look for herself so she wouldn't risk spoiling the surprise. Eight weeks or so to go! I'm so excited about everything, finding out if it's a boy or girl and getting to hold this little one, so much to look forward to. At the same time, I'm trying not to focus on the end yet and enjoy these last weeks with just four children and especially Brady being the baby.