Reid is Reid. I don't know how else to explain it. One minute I want to ring his neck and the next minute he's making me laugh and love every minute of staying home with him. He is constantly keeping me on my toes, making me shake my head and rolling my eyes and giving me a good belly laugh at least once a day. I feel like I can half way say he's potty trained. He wears his "choo choo unaware" as he calls them, while we are at home and when we leave the house. We have very few accidents (as I knock on wood) and has learned to give us just a minute or two heads up when he has to go. Night time we still use a pull up but I think we are pretty close to being fully potty trained. (I really hope I'm not backtracking this post next week and buying stock in pull ups again)
Because Reid thinks he's hot stuff and loves his choo choo's he is hardly ever in clothes. He loves his hats, his shoes and his undies! Here is a glimpse into our every day lives. I never know when I turn a corner what he will be doing or wearing or both...
Reid decided to bring his trucks and dig in the dirt while hanging out at Addi's ball practice. The boy loves his boots and sunglasses! |
Let the temperature rise and tease us with the taste of summer days and Reid is ready to strip down and haul some rocks. |
Who says you can't watch morning cartoons in your jammies and fireman rain boots? |
Scuba Steve or Scuba Reid?! This picture captures Reid's personality so well. He just loves to be goofy and see if he can make you smile. |
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