Life with my 2-year-old

Life with Rooke is never boring. His chattering and singing keeps us all entertained. Yesterday, while trying to boycott his nap, he was rambling all sorts of things (each of which was repeated many, many times in various forms):

"Hey Mommy . . . . Baby Bjorn" (your guess is as good as mine!)
"Read about Joshua and Jerico"
"I want to play with my fire truck - where's my fire truck?"
"Hey Mommy . . . I'm awake" (followed by a big yawn)
"I grabbed a picture"
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey . . . ."

He still loves to read. We're usually able to find at least a couple times a week where just he and I can snuggle on the couch with a stack that looks something like this:

The beginning of the end:

He also still enjoys helping me cook. Today's project was a batch of my favorite chocolate-chip cookies. We lost a little flour in the mixing process!

He likes to turn on the mixer, but pulled the lever just a bit too hard this time and the dry ingredients went everywhere. I was cracking up! He didn't think it was a big deal until he found out he had to change his clothes and started crying before I could clean his face. His tears mixed with the flour started forming a paste! I was still cracking up!

Thankfully, the mess resulted in a much-needed Kitchenaid cleaning and floor mopping.

I love life with my little guy!