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At two and a quarter, Fritz is winning life through sheer toddler ridiculousness. When he isn't strutting around without pants, he's charming the pants off everyone we meet with his big smiles, gorgeous hair, and knowledge of things popular with four- to eight-year-olds.
He's spoiled rotten and stubborn as all heck. He doesn't listen to anything we tell him to do, but he is awesome at getting everyone else to do his bidding.
For instance, we all carry his super important objects everywhere we go. Just some of the very random objects Fritz has been passionately attached to for a day:
He's spoiled rotten and stubborn as all heck. He doesn't listen to anything we tell him to do, but he is awesome at getting everyone else to do his bidding.
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| Someone denied me something. |
- three key-shaped charms from the girls' treasure box
- the flyswatter
- Roman gladiator helmet and sword
- four beer bottle caps
- pink and purple garden tools
- the plastic wand Heidi got at Cinderella's Royal Table in Disney World
- Gunnar's toy beer bottle
- my meat-chopping tool (you should have one, BTW)
- several makeup brushes
- metal kebab skewers
- toy lawnmower that emerged in the yard when the snow melted
- the hot glue gun
and so on.
Fritz seems like a very big boy lately. He has little interest in toddler toys because his big siblings are doing much cooler things. Last weekend we started spring cleaning and I purged a lot of the baby and young-toddler toys, which was bittersweet. The ball-pounding tower and toddler musical toys and large-knob puzzles have been with us for almost a decade. A nice lady from our neighborhood took a whole lot of them, to outfit her house for their first grandchild, which made it a little more fun to let go.
And then Karl went Marie-Kondo crazy and suggested we take down the crib. That was harder. The giant empty space in the room is practically screaming at me, "THE CHILDREN ARE NOT BABIES ANYMORE." But we did it. Fritz glared at the big bed and demanded Fwitzy's bed for two nights and that was the end of it. He is sleeping like a champ in the lower bunk. We just removed the bunk ladder so Fritz can't climb up; Henry just parkours up the end of the bed without using a ladder anyway. Henry gets him out of bed in the morning and the girls fight over who gets to rescue him from nap time.
Fritz lately loves ALL of my favorite books -- Ox Cart Man, Up in the Garden, Wild Things, Stone Soup, Strega Nona, Ferdinand, Silence, and poems -- so reading to him is the best. He cons me into extra stories at naptime and bedtime and it's taking forever to get him to bed. When we hear him talking to himself, he's usually reciting one of his books.
Fritz talks and talks and talks. He got the ear tubes a year ago this week and we are grateful for them every day. He tells us useful things like, "My ears is goopy," and "That was a BIIIIIIIG fart!" His speech is suddenly a little harder to follow than it was a month ago because he's trying to put together complex sentences and gets stuck. I love intermittent baby stutter phases. You can almost see him trying to put the words in the right order in his head. His vocabulary is extensive and he doesn't have too many weird toddler words, except that a watering can is a "campfire." He answers yes or no questions in full sentences, just like the other kids did, so I assume this is a quirk of how I talk to them.
He loves bison, dragons, tickles, swords, and his people. He is NEVER giving up that bottle. He is a most magnificent specimen of two-ness.
Fritz lately loves ALL of my favorite books -- Ox Cart Man, Up in the Garden, Wild Things, Stone Soup, Strega Nona, Ferdinand, Silence, and poems -- so reading to him is the best. He cons me into extra stories at naptime and bedtime and it's taking forever to get him to bed. When we hear him talking to himself, he's usually reciting one of his books.
Fritz talks and talks and talks. He got the ear tubes a year ago this week and we are grateful for them every day. He tells us useful things like, "My ears is goopy," and "That was a BIIIIIIIG fart!" His speech is suddenly a little harder to follow than it was a month ago because he's trying to put together complex sentences and gets stuck. I love intermittent baby stutter phases. You can almost see him trying to put the words in the right order in his head. His vocabulary is extensive and he doesn't have too many weird toddler words, except that a watering can is a "campfire." He answers yes or no questions in full sentences, just like the other kids did, so I assume this is a quirk of how I talk to them.
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