Big Brother Dylaneous {Wordless Wednesday… mostly}

Most likely another name courtesy of my resident nickname mastermind, “Dylaneous” just fits our son like a glove.

I feel bad I don’t write about him more.  He’s just so much fun.  The things that come out of his mouth are priceless.

Let’s see… Some of my favorite phrases of his to-date are:

• “Jus fi minute mommy, understand me?”
• “I wuv my baby”
• “I wuv [friend, teacher, relative] so, so much”
• “I not have any yet. Not yet, mommy” (usually in reference to dessert or something he wants)
• Me: “Do you want to watch a show?”  Dylan: “ummmm… YES!” ::giggles:: “I WIKE that!”

It’s fun to finally feel like we’re communicating.

Of course there are days when his need to have something, whatever that may be, trumps his ability to listen and my patience is just not where it should be and everyone just falls apart for a few minutes.  But even then, once we’ve both stopped throwing our respective tantrums, he’s quick to bounce back to his happy, carefree, and helpful self.

He used to love having his picture taken, but lately it’s rare. It usually requires bribery, and I almost never get anything other than the worst cheesy, fake grin. Miracles do happen, though.

He is an awesome big brother.  He loves to share with his Wyatt, though sometimes he may need a pep talk, and he loves to help him.

Today, I actually decided to move them into the same room because they’re so inseparable.  Neither seems to be able to sleep if they know the other is awake and since their schedules are starting to sync up, I decided to give it a try.  I’ll let you know how that works out next week 🙂

I have a feeling sports are in his future.  He never stops moving and he could spend hours throwing, kicking, catching, and hitting balls (with or without a baseball tee) in our backyard.  I’m sure that has something to do with Wyatt’s obsession with throwing and kicking any ball he can find.

Dylan, I love you so, so much buddy!  You make each day amazing.  Hearing you say “my mommy” never gets old.  Don’t grow up too fast, please!  I’m already having trouble keeping up.