Good Morning

  Every morning when I go to get Kyle out of his crib I knock on his door first and then, before entering, I say, "Kyle? Is that my Kyle boy?" He makes little excited noises before I open the door that I just love. Upon entering there are two possibilities, either a) he stands up right away and reaches for me or b) he stays in his crib for five more minutes rolling around, running back and forth, jumps up and down, etc. and wants me to stand there and watch. This morning was a "b" morning except something different happened. I walked in and he put his hands towards me to give me something. He gave me a crusty booger.

Gross.

In other Kyle updates, he is learning new words all the time it seems. He can now say baby, bye-bye, go, off (sounds more like "oooph"), ball, bubbles, Jesus, Dada, poo-poo, shoe "ooo", up "bup", and car. It's nice because he'll take me by the hand to his highchair and say "bup!" when he's hungry for lunch. He has also learned a very dramatic no that annoys me. He has no patience either. I know he's mad when I hear him ramming something into the wall and yelling, "No no no no!" over and over again. It's pretty funny. I can't believe I used to have such a tiny baby.    I'm glad I blog and write about some of the little, every day things he does that make me smile because he is growing so fast! He's the best little monster!