As usual, we went one day to the next from Christmas season to birthday season. Kevin turned 34 on Saturday and DJ turned 3 on Sunday! Unfortunately, I have no pictures of Kevin on his birthday, but here's a future classic shot of Eddie trying to wrestle Grandma Linda's beer from her.
Three-year-old boys are decidedly fun. Following in the footsteps of his eldest sister, DJ has a silly, boisterous personality. He's energetic and appreciates a good joke. But boys are...different. For example, he never stops climbing on me or otherwise showing aggressive affection. Case in point, Christmas morning while I was passing out gifts:
DJ loves lots of new things, like superheroes and sport of all kinds, but especially football and baseball. He puts on a cowboy hat (?) and pretends to play "football guys." Another favorite is playing "fighting guys" with Kevin. He loves fire trucks and garbage trucks, though he's working on that "tr" sound so there's a lot of the f-word around here. When we go to Meijer, DJ pretends he's a garbage man and insists on riding on the side of the cart, or "on the truck wheel," as the case may be.
He's a little obsessed with the iPad, and he is not fond of cold weather. He melts down at the drop of a hat (or the drop of a sippy cup, or a single Cheerio, or a crayon). DJ does not love sharing with Otto. But we're working on those things. Every day with DJ brings a new skill, a new trick, a new word, a new adventure. These are fun days!
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| DJ, let me take your birthday picture. [Hides under blanket.] |
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| DJ, what kind of face is that? DJ: A happy birthday face. |
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| Gotham City Jail |
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| The asked-for football cake |
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