My Littlest Rylie

My Little Rylie is 2 years old. You do lots of talking. You know both your sister's names, Air-yo (Ariel) and Cy-yin (Cailin). Of course, you say Ma-Ma and Dadee (Daddy). You are starting to string words together. You even tell jokes (thanks to Cailin). You say, "Knock knock". I say, "Who's there?" You say, "Poo-koo." I will then ask, "Poo-Koo who?" And you say, "Banana split (this is the exact same as Cailin). The funniest thing is you burst out laughing at this point. Which makes everyone else laugh.

You say other things as well. Which is usually baby gibberish with a few words I catch meshed in.

You are generally a very happy toddler. Although, you cry about 55,000 times per day. It's usually because I have told you no, Cailin has a toy that you suddenly want, or Ariel is stopping you from doing something you want to do.

You nap 2-3 hours daily. Although, you never want to lay down for a nap.

It's really funny to see you in the sand because you wouldn't have anything to do with it the last time we were at the beach. Now you just go about and explore.

I'm pretty sure you had sand in your mouth!

If someone makes you mad, you yell at them, Ba-ba! This is a made up word by Cailin that everyone (except me) in the house has adopted.

You never want to wear shoes. It wears me out the amount of times I have to put them back on your feet. You take them off if it takes too long from the time I put them on until the time we leave out the door. You take them off in the car, in the backyard, and as soon as we come back in the house. You play in the toilet. And because of that, we keep the bathroom door locked. You are very resourceful, you will get a stool so you can reach the lotion and other stuff I don't want you to have in my room. Because of that, I usually keep my bedroom door locked too. You will go in Ariel's room and draw on her floor or her work, and we have to keep her door locked as well. If I had to think of a single thing I hate doing, it would be potty training. You say, "Poo." Specifically, "eeew poo" Which lets me know, that perhaps your ready to potty, but I don't think I'm ready.

You are starting to be independent. You go to a class at the YMCA called Creative Movements. It's a dance class for 2-3 year olds. And surprisingly, you will go right in the class and leave me. You also will play in the play area of the gym too. This is so surprising because you would never leave me previously. You like to go outside and to the park. You like to write. Unfortunately, it doesn't matter what you write on. You try to count and sing your abc's. You suck your thumbs almost every moment of the day. You weigh 32lbs. You are a very picky eater. You won't even try a food you don't "think" like. You eat all fruits, but I have to sneak veggies into your food. We love you sweet Rylie!