Youngest Boy

I read and loved, Birth Order, by Kevin Lehman. My last-born child is a perfect representation of his birth order-- a show-off, class-clown type of guy!

He like to assign us inanimate objects. As in: "You a spoon, you a tree, you a fork, you a tv!" This usually happens at the dinner table and he cracks himself up.

He is a chatter-box. I know all my friends with girls are thinking that I have no idea what a chatter box is! But, really, if he's ever alone, he will talk to himself non-stop until someone actually agrees to join a conversation with him.

He'll work for 20 minutes on a puzzle and then de-construct in 2 seconds after it's complete.

When he walks up the stairs outside our apartment, he sometimes has to stick his head between the banisters on each step. It's so cute. But takes so long!

He loves Hide & Seek but he hasn't mastered the art of hiding. You can usually find him lying on the floor or sitting on the couch... with is hands over his eyes.

He asks nearly every day if we can go to Stomping Ground.

When he runs, he swings one arm back and forth. Just one arm. Bent at the elbow, just a'swingin!

He likes to pray for people to be safe. But sometimes he prays for people to be sick. We're working on it...

He like to answer questions with, "Yes, do!" in this sing-songy voice. "Did you wash your hands?" "Yes do!" "Do you wanna go outside?" "Yes do!"

He still comes running if he hears the Gilmore Girls theme song so he can dance to it!

He loves his "red bear," and will sometimes come running up to me to tell me that Red Bear is crying or needs his diaper changed. 

He'll eat absolutely anything you put in front of him... as long as there's a promise to get something sweet afterward. He'll eat a plate-ful of spinach if he can do it while eyeing a brownie. But DO NOT put that brownie on his plate if he's still chewing the last bite of spinach. No siree! You must wait until he's swallowed or you'll ruin the whole operation!