About Henry John Boemer, III (AKA Tres) at 2 1/2 Years old:
He says "Mom, you know sometin'?" when he wants to talk to me.
He is SOOO bossy!
He smiles so easily and laughs so frequently!
He calls his little brother dee-dee and we aren't sure why.
He loves Mexican cheese dip.
He doesn't like bread (he will strip meat out of buns).
He loves Thomas the Train, Buzz Lightyear, anything Disney, and daddy.
He does NOT like bedtime.
He can count to 10 and say his ABC's.
He gives me hug-a-bugs all the time!
No matter what I do, he always has a cowlick!
He gets super silly when he is tired.
He likes to 'help' a lot lately... throw garbage away, put clothes in the hamper, drag his little brother by the leg to the bathtub...
He still does this 'white boy' off rhythm dance that makes me laugh out loud!
He says "Weeeeeee!" when we drive down hills.
He is potty training! Yeah!
His one track mind is phenominal.
He thinks Disney World is right down the road.
He is very correctible and will say he is sorry very quickly.
About Bryant Steven Boemer at 11 months old:
He says only a few words, but makes the most precious sounds you have ever heard!
He sticks one arm out and reaches for whoever he wants to go to.
He will smile at just about anyone!
He does not like dogs.
He likes to dance... or what I like to call the bum scrooch... across the floor.
He pushes anything he can across the floor to practice walking.
He can stand by himself, but surprises himself when he does!
He has the most adorable laugh you've ever heard!
He eats like there is no tomorrow!
He shakes his head yes and no now.
He would follow his older brother to the ends of the earth.
He calls Tres... "trrrrr"
He sleeps so well... 7-7:30 pm to 7 am
He loves bananas, cereal bars, and anything I am eating better than baby food and formula (but who could blame him!).
He looks so much like his daddy's baby picture.
He likes to scrunch his nose up.
Everything is a game to him! Unless he's tired.
His favorite person is still his mommy (praise the Maker!).
He gets really quiet when I sing to him.
He turns over the humidifier in his room at least once a week. Ughhhh!