At our picnic, he dumped out his strawberries so he could eat the paper plate.
After making a series of progressively more concerned looking faces he finally spit out the bumble bee he was trying to eat.
He figured out the hard way that he doesn’t fit through the cat door at grandma’s.
He has decided that moustaches must be fake and has been spending a good deal of time these days trying to pull them off people.
I have never seen anyone yell at broccoli before.
His new favorite toy is a lint roller.
He now waves to everyone he sees, it is often a bit like taking the queen for a walk.
He has figured out how to undo the velcro on his shoes, now he is working on the diaper tab conundrum.