This little boy:
*Hates the beach.
(Funny story: It's apparently really dangerous to swim here because the waves are really strong and there are riptides. We didn't know this until our third trip to the beach. Leo may have gotten knocked around a little bit by some rather large waves and now he's terrified of them. To the point that when Ty and I were in the water he was throwing a huge tantrum, clawing at the sand and begging us to come back out of the water. Now any time we suggest a beach trip he just says, "I don't like the waves.")
(This is before he developed a hatred of the beach.)
*Is in the midst of potty training (again)
and is actually getting the hang of it this time.
*Prefers to sleep on our bed.
*Loves movies about pigs, to include:
Charlotte's Web (animated and non-animated)
Charlotte's Web 2
Babe
Babe 2: Pig in the City
*Asks at least once a day if animals can talk.
("No, Leo, they cannot.")
And then asks why the pigs in the movie are talking.
("Look mom, he's talking right now.")
*Wants to be "big like daddy".
(Not to be confused with "big to touch the moon"
which is a scary thing to him.)
*Has the craziest imagination ever.
(The other day I saw him walking up the stairs, cradling the changing pad like a baby. I asked what he was doing and he explained that there was a boy on there, but he didn't have a brain. Then he ran into the other room and showed me the box where the brain was. Later I saw the changing pad laying on the floor and asked him where the boy was. He told me that he put the boy's brain back in, but he died, so he (Leo) buried the boy in the dirty clothes hamper.)
*Thinks he should be able to live on candy and soda pop.
*Struggles with being the only extrovert in a family of devoted introverts.
(I seriously need to get him in pre-school or gymnastics or something so he can re-charge his batteries without draining mine.)
*Loves helping around the house.
*Loves running (Still).
He's really into racing right now and losing is hugely devastating to him.