I like this picture

Now I am going to try to think of Taylor terrors and funnies this week:

ran into the kitchen table because he was running with the blanket over his head. He now has a black eye

ran down the street chasing the kitty while wearing his pjs...and so was I!

changed his own poopy diaper

still calls suckers "holiday" because he enjoyed that part of Sunshine Holiday. Recently opened a long string of "holiday" at the store. Now he screams "I wanna hodiday" at the top of his lungs whenever he remembers about them.

threw his bowl of cereal across the kitchen

got into the pine nuts and threw a handful of them at me while I was feeding Eli

refused to wear clothes on our day trip to Corpus. On the way down it started to rain. Before he got out of the car I dressed him. His first step out of the car he fell down into a big puddle of mud.

Threw his bowl of macaroni and cheese all over my mom's kitchen

crawled under several pews at church during sacrament meeting so we could not get to him

Whenever I start singing (usually to calm my nerves) Taylor yells "STOP SONGING!"

During Sacrament meeting I told Taylor the story of Jesus and Peter walking on water. He just happened to see a picture of the story in the Friend magazine moments later. He yelled out, "IT'S PETER PARKER!"

for some reason he calls my Aunt Marcie's dog, Buster, "Mustard." He has some shoes that are Buster Browns and he calls them his Mustard shoes.

He is scared of the "choo choo cabra"

he calls Eli "Elolf" which is the name of a school around here.

he calls oatmeal "cookie dough"