22 Months Old

It's crazy for me to think that Isaac was 22 months old when Asher was born. I can't imagine having a newborn with in this house with Asher's roller coaster type of disposition...

He's has started to show a lot more interest in the activities that the big kids enjoy. He will sit and color with crayons or markers for about five minutes at a time. He also likes to do sticker projects, "play" cards, or join in on their make believe adventures.

He knows the colors in the rainbow and has us read Freight Train to him several times a day. We play a game where he sits on my lap and he tells me to buckle him up and I clap my fingers around his stomach like a seat belt and then we chugga, chugga, chugga, choo choo endlessly.

Ash has been a Daddy's-boy for a solid month now. Probably because Trent's way more lenient with disciplining Asher these days. Lucky baby. I actually set up the pack-n-play a couple of days ago on the main level so that I can more easily put him in time out without having to walk up the stairs to plop him in his crib.

See this face? He was about to throw that giant panda at me. Yup, bring on the terrible two's, I'm ready...