My life is full of love. I have five grandsons and five grand-daughters, each one charming, delightful and lovable. This year, two of my grandsons are two years old.
What are two-year-old little boys made of?
- Climbing into closets and cupboards
- Hiding in drawers and dryers
- Eating markers (washable, what luck)
- Sitting on a small step stool to snack
- Playing with make-up and kitchen tools
- Darting away in department stores
- Losing Teddy at the Mall
- Sleeping anywhere but in his own bed
- Squealing with laughter, loud and long
- Testing every boundary, every limit, every rule
- Hugging and falling asleep in your arms
- Wearing rubber gloves to bed
- Loving new sneakers with heel-squeakers
- Cleaning crumbs with the vacuum
- Watching “Cars”, “Pingu” and “Toy Story”
- Screaming inconsolably when things disappoint
- Pulling the play-kitchen down on himself
- Needing stitches again and again and again
- Climbing the outside of the escalator
- Chasing the cat round and round
- Learning to talk and making up words
- Getting into the tub with pyjamas still on
- Pounding the piano keys and singing
- Getting into everything, yes, everything
- Grinning such huge happy smiles
- Looking like an angel while sleeping
That’s what two-year-old little boys are made of!
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