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Note: I've only take 5 minutes of photos with my camera since the move. I've become really terrible & it's sad because they have so many cute moments that go uncaptured.

Only a few words: Mama! (the most popular), Dada, Banana "nana", No "Ugh Ugh", Yes "Uh Huh", Thank you "ank who", Here you go "heh ho", More "mah mah!", Dog's bark "who who", "Uh Oh!"



But he understands a ton. I can ask where his shorts or shoes are and he will go get them. Or ask him if he pooped and he will point to his diaper and then go grab diapers or wipes and lay down. I'll say, go ask dad, and he will. I'll say put this in the trash, do you want a treat or where is sister, and he knows. I'll tell him if he is ready to eat, to go get in his chair, and he will go and climb up in it. 

He will give me a high five, but refuses to wave hello or goodbye. You'd think those are the easy words to say too. He simply refuses. Every now and then we can get him to clap. He isn't really into those nursery songs yet.


He has slept great for almost a week straight of us being here at the bottom of the bunkbed, sometimes with his sister. We'll see how his naps go without Dad. He can't open the new house doors (yet), which is a blessing. He still wears some of his 12-18 month clothes although getting too short now, his waist got smaller. We won't go to the doctor for another month after insurance kicks in...and we find one. 

He has had a shoe-fettish for awhile. Still loves baths. He has been eating large portions recently. He likes to copy Dad with his tools. Climb up the bunkbed. Scream and pinch when he isn't getting what he wants when he wants it. He still bites when he feels threatened. He still gives the best hugs and open mouth kisses. He laughs like he understands the jokes. He melts anyone's heart with that million dollar smile. He eats a popsicle like a champ.

He's adjusted surprisingly well to this move. Both of the kids have.


Things I love about Dallin: When he runs to give hugs. When you look at him with a smirk & he gives you that big smile. The way he has started singing notes. When he folds his arms for prayer time. When he dances to the music or tries to jump. When he copies Dad with tools. The way he hides when he's in trouble. How he likes to dip his food into nutella, salsa or whatever we do too. His laugh when you scare him with a tickle. His laugh anytime you tickle him. His babbles. When he gets really excited about something and takes off running. When he gives Lexi a hug and she asks for 10 more. Putting him to bed & that little time of snuggles & giggles. The fact that he has slept so well ever since the move.



He also is into everything. I can't leave him alone for long. I hate the sound of a chair being scooted around. He can throw a tantrum with the best of them down to the ground, but it usually doesn't last long; he just has major attitude. Him & Lexi are the best & worst of friends. Their screams of excitement or fear or frustration just about kill me every day. They definitely try to get in trouble together and I already hear how Dallin started it first. Double trouble - they team up on me with the best & worst moments. But I'm not sure what I would do if she were in prek during the day. I love them so much.



Fav Foods: Bananas, fruit strips, pretzels, noodle soup, eggs, cheerio cereal, cheese, blueberries, peas,   oreos, but really he eats everything at mealtime. And some. Sometimes he just picks around certain textures like chicken & some fruits/veggies. I just have to cut them up small enough & mix it all in. We rarely feed him (which would help too), but he likes his spoon.

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