Picked up his childrens bible, saw a picture of Noah and pointed out “Santa!”
Randomly started doing yoga poses (down dog, mountain) like mommy (after mommy finished, not alongside)
When saying our prayers, he rearranged Buckeye’s hands so that they were properly folded for the activity
Pooped in the bathtub. Then reacted by screaming and flailing about until husband could remove him from the situation
Then he told mommy (in toddler tongue, with waggling arms) how to get the TP from on top of the toilet, pick up the poo and put it in the toilet. NOW.
Mommy: “Where does poo poo go?” H: “In the POTTY!”
Heard Kyle crying in the nursery. Turned and saw Josh crying in the nursery. So he started crying with them. He’s such a sympathizer.
When asked if he wanted toast for breakfast he sang “yeah! toast!” (just like the funny guys on WNCI)
He’s hilarious. Gets it from his mother. Except for the pooping thing.