yells “Cockadoodledoo!” when he wants to get out of bed.
has a smile that always cheers me up.
has a long list of delay tactics at bedtime.
is a loving, responsible brother.
knows all his capital letters.
loves to sing, but not for an audience.
has logical arguments for everything.
is shy in large groups.
yells, “It’s not fair!” “It’s not your fault!” “I’m uh owe kid (an old kid)” and “Today is a special day!” when he doesn’t get what he wants.
can be bribed with books.
made up his own swear word: benga.
doesn’t eat much meat.
won’t poop on the potty.
loves peanut butter sandwiches.
buckles the top of his seatbelt himself.
takes showers instead of baths.
has the most beautiful brown eyes.
would read 17 books at bedtime if we let him.
eats a lot of “shaky cheese” noodles.
is very particular about his socks matching his outfit.
tells us what to say. “Mom, say, ‘What am I doing?’”
answers a lot of questions with “pretty good.”
plays out realistic situations with his tractors, trucks and trains.
loves Pizza Ranch.
learned to count to 6 in Spanish from Dora and Diego.
asks “Why?” and “Why not?” a thousand times a day.
knows how to start the feed and water lines himself in the brooder house.
can sing most of the Iowa State Fight song.
skips j and k when singing the ABCs.
wears me out everyday.
makes me laugh everyday.
is 3 years old today!