Too Much

There is so much to say. Evan is understanding everything. He speaks a few words but his comprehension for most if all conversations is amazing.

He does not want to go to sleep. He will throw a tantrum and in front of our eyes he will turn into the two year old I have been warned about. He finally will settle down when he realizes neither Mommy or Daddy will play.

We finished our music class today. It was a great class and I think Evan has learned so much this time. He isn't just observing but really getting into the participating and dancing. On our last class, Evan was standing in the middle of the class dancing to music by himself. It was adorable. He loves all of the instruments. In the beginning, he hated an instrument needing to be returned after the session had stopped. The teacher would ask for it and he would cry. Now he will walk over to the basket and put it away himself.

He loves our small video recorder. He will go and get it and lift it up to me and say "Baby" as his way of asking to watch himself on the recorder.

Lastnight before bed, Evan reached up and grabbed some muffins I had in a package on the counter. He brought them into the bedroom where I was waiting for him. He lifted the package up and handed it to me. He them pointed to it and smacked his lips. He wanted a bedtime snack. I was amazed that he did it all himself.

He will chose his own shoes and clothes now if I ask him. He is going through a stage where by the middle of the day he doesn't want to wear clothes anymore and will ask for me to take them off. He much rather be naked. Wouldn't we all?