This one:

is growing up faster than I can believe. 

He has so much energy and is constantly testing my limits of endurance.

Lately he's been such a talker.

In addition to his constant jabbering we've been hearing a lot of actual words.

English ones.

He loves to say, "Thank you, momma."

And he sometimes calls Ty "mom Ty."

The other day we went swimming at the public pool. He was absolutely devastated when we had to leave.

He came out of the locker room where Ty had gotten him dressed and, sobbing, said, "He took my suit, mom. He took my suit."

It was adorable and kind of sad.

He's also (finally) able to do puzzles.

As in, he figured it out this morning.

It's pretty cute and he's quite proud of himself when he gets them all in.

He's still the master of naughtiness.

He's so creative.

I'm trying to focus on that instead of the mess/frustration.

That's him pulling all of the "bunches" out of the Honey Bunches of Oats.

The rejected flakes got dumped on the floor.

And we're still seeing this:

quite often.

It's okay though, because we're getting a lot more of this too:

He's a good brother and he loves Jay to death.

Sometimes Jay even loves him back. :)