Warning *PICTURE HEAVY* of an extremely adorable little man!
I never really took 3 year pictures of my G. But this weekend we were up at my favorite place in all of Utah, the Garden Park ward building, and I just happened to have my camera.
These are no where NEAR what I’d want to take, but this is Gav. Through and through. He had a bruise on his forehead from hitting it twice in one day…he got chocolate milk and mac and cheese all over his shirt that matched the shorts, he wrote all over his right leg with black crayon that I had no idea was in the car which he’d spent 4+ hours in at that point, and was all over the place. But that’s him. And he’s my handsome little man, no matter the circumstances.
Here are a few things I love about him and that are uniquely him at this age:
He has amazing comedic timing.
He can sing the chorus from Sweet Caroline, but ONLY when he wants to.
Thinks it might get lost if he doesn’t “let go” (I’ve been told it’ll never end!)
Has become an amazing car rider.
Loves to take pictures, but hates to have me take pictures OF him.
Has an amazing memory, and brings up things MONTHS past with great detail.
He’s a lover of catalogs and maps.
He has a mind of his own… rarely listening to his mom and dad’s directions or playing “by the rules”
He’s definitely a lover… with a fightin’ streak…
He loves going to the movie theater. He’ll tell you all about going to see movies.
He has been to 3 different children’s museums and zoo’s in 3 different states and 6 different national monuments and parks. In the past year.
He’s perpetually apologetic.
He’s one of the most articulate children I’ve ever met. People rarely have to ask me what he’s saying, and they’re very surprised when he pops out a random word that most 3 year old’s wouldn’t say.
Doesn’t have a fear of ANYTHING, besides lady bugs.
And through all the nuttiness, he’s made me a mommy. And he’s going to make one amazing big brother.
I love this 3 year old.
(and I can now see why my mom loves this age.)