At 2
Levi is two for about 25 more hours. Unless God has some other plans, this will be the last 25 hours of a two year old living in my home. It makes me sad. He's growing into a little boy more and more each day.
I love that he communicates so well, except when he won't stop talking for even 30 seconds! I love that he is potty trained, except for when he sleeps and apparently wouldn't wake up (or care?) if he was floating in urine. I love that he wants to do everything his sisters do, except when it's something too old for a two year old to be doing like asking to play games on my phone and telling me we should go to Sonic and "get a coke".
Today I asked him a few questions to get a glimpse of the Two-Year-Old Levi.
me Levi, how old are you?
ldp 2. I'm 2, Mom. I'm 2, MOM!
me What's your favorite color?
ldp Puhple! I told you...puhple! *It's been green forever, but he told me last night he wanted to paint his room purple ;)
me What's your favorite food, Levi?
ldp Orange! Mmmhmmm. No! Crackers!
me Who's your favorite person?
ldp Zoe because she sees me and says, {in a high-pitched squeak} "Oh there's Levi. He's my favorite friend to play with. Come play with me, Levi!"
me But Zoe is a dog. Who is your favorite person?
ldp {silence, taps on chin}
me {whispering} Mommy?
ldp Yeah! Mommy!
me What's your favorite thing to do at gymnastics?
ldp Jump on the trampoline!
me What are you going to be when you grow up?
ldp A cow! But, who will be the farmer to feed all the farm animals?
me When's your birthday, Levi?
ldp March 4th. It's soon! I'm excited!
