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Well Mom keeps meaning to update the blog and tell everyone about our great trip to Mexico, and MY BIRTHDAY!! But, she is back at work full time and full of excuses.

So instead, she told me to use my words and tell everyone myself about what life is like as a two year old.

No. I am very fond of saying No. Mom likes to keep track of how long I can continue saying No. Is she not listening? Does she not understand that No means No!!??? Would you believe she let me say No repeatedly for a half hour once???





The humanity.

So - I have upgraded my vocabulary. I am beating her at her own game. You want me to use my words??? hahahahaha ...

What if I continuously inform you of everything I am doing and repeat it until it gets acknowledged????
"Mom, Evan be right back, (Ok Evan see you later)
Evan go upstair find Toby, (Good idea Evan find Toby)
Be right back ...(Ok Evan see you later)
Evan walking up stair Mommy, (Yes Evan is walking up the stairs)
Evan look for Toby. (Ahh ha)
Toby where are you? AHHHH! I find Toby. (Did you find Toby?)
Upstair!! (Did you find Toby upstairs?)
Toby in Mommy Daddy room. (oh did you find Toby upstairs in Mommy & Daddy's room?)
Yeah
Toby Come on. Come on Toby - go downstair. (Evan, maybe Toby doesn't want to come downstairs)
Toby down stair Now (Evan be nice and gentle with Toby)
Screach (**Toby the cat flies downstairs scared &^*%&)
Mommy - Evan Toby coming downstair. (I see Toby, but I don't see Evan)
Peek a boo! (There you are!)
Toby downstair Evan downstair Mommy downstair Moan downstair." (Yes, now everyone is downstairs

I am also learning how to ask questions with my voice inflection. Go Park??

Being two is actually pretty cool, except for the bottle issue. Mom & Dad tricked me. They told me that when I turn two, no more bottles, only sippy cups and big boy cups. I was totally game to not have my beloved bottle on my birthday, but the next day - I wasn't two anymore - I wanted my bottle. I tried to reason with them that I was now three and therefore allowed to have a bottle, but they didn't buy it. So I have been on strike. No bottle, no milk. My will is growing stronger by the day.....

I now like to undress myself. Publicly.

I can take my pants and diaper off. In restaurants, outside, you name it!

Being two is GREAT!