The day before yesterday I was getting Tyler dressed in a new outfit, and as an impatient two year old, he didn't want to wait for the sweater. I told him to let me put it on and he would be handsome. Then I stopped, corrected myself, and told him he was handsome no matter what he was wearing. He turned, gave me a hug and whispered in my ear, "Merry Christmas my best friend."
Yesterday we were at Nana /Grammy & Grampy's house and all of the kids were dowstairs playing. There was ALOT of commotion, so I went down to see what was going on. Rilie Jenna and Tyler were piled on top of Grampy. I told them no more rough housing, and in unison they replied, "He started it!"