Ty loves anything with wheels. Here he is playing with his train track. For about the last 3 months he's been dropping the "f" bomb about 20 times daily. He tries to say truck but it comes out as f***. I'm constantly explaining why he is saying 'that' word ... at the grocery store, in playgroup, the middle of sacrament meeting, etc... "He's trying to say truck! He's trying to say truck!" lol It's kind of funny. He loves Thomas the Train, Chuck the Dump Truck, The Little Engine that Could, and Daniel Tiger. He likes going on morning walks with mommy and Jenni and pointing out all the cars for me. He likes finding the geese on the pond too. He is a picky little eater. One of the only vegetables he will eat is celery. Weird, right!?! If I slice up a stalk of celery he thinks they look like little cars and will eat them. He also gets a green smoothie on most days to help compensate for his lack of a healthy diet. If he could he would just eat candy and chips all day long ... and drink anything but water. What a stinker. He used to be such a good eater. I'm not sure why he is on a food strike. He doesn't like veggies. He hates fruit ... unless it's in a smoothie and he won't eat bread. Some days he loves Mac n' Cheese and other days he won't touch it. Confusing?? I would say so. It's a good thing he's so cute and so sweet. He's a total daddies boy lately. He lives for when daddy gets home. Wherever he is in the house he stops what he's doing when he hears the garage door open and yells "daddy, daddy, daddy!!!" Then he runs to him and won't let him put him down the rest of the night. Craig usually puts him to bed and does all the voices when he reads to him at night. We love this kid!
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