apparently

i'm really great at keeping and updating this blog...

i guess you're cuter now that you speak in full sentences. tonight, while you were pretending to eat my face, you told me i tasted like chicken. please, my child, you've never tasted chicken.

you've taken to using slang like "check this out" which i can only assume you've picked up from daddy, or your uncle. along with the hilarity of butts and farts which is admittedly adorable but NOT IN PUBLIC.

oh brixton

you do so many cute things that i decided it was time to document some of them. or at least try to. here are some of my recent favorites...

we were looking at pictures of you as a baby and i told you that you were my baby. you replied "i'm not baby, i'm brixton."

lately you've had diaper rash on your bum and i kept telling you i was putting cream on it to make it feel better. obviously you're not a big fan of this so you yell things at me like "no put ice cream on it!" and "no make feel better!"

tonight i was putting you to bed with your cookie monster puppet and you were pretending to put him to bed. telling him to "lay down here" and tucking him under your blanket. you've been sleeping in my room since there's no air conditioning in yours... you tell me every night "i sleep mommy's bed" and apparently you've been telling daddy the same.

and on the note of pretending, you've decided the stand for my hamper is your oven. you make me pizzas in there and tell me what kind of pizza "cheese and tomatoes!" and make me eat them off your hand.