Since I posted Dax's 22 month update, I have thought of quite a few things I forgot to mention. Rather than going in and updating my previous post, I figured I would just create a new one.
I had a few pictures that I snapped over the last month that I thought was really cute. It seems like lately Rylee and Dax play so good, but they also seem to fight a lot more too. I never thought an almost 2 year old and a 5 year old could fight so much. But when they are getting along, its great! They have so much fun together and will sit in their rooms and play together or chase each other around the house. They love each other so much and are so cute together. Rylee is such a sweet big sister when she wants to be.
Whenever she sits at the computer to play her game, Dax has to come over and sit on her lap so he doesn't miss anything. And even though you can tell its tough for Rylee to play with him on her lap, she doesn't seem to mind one bit.
They love to play like they are camping out in Dax's play tent, or use it to hide in or play cats and dogs in. I snuck in and got a few pictures of them the other night while they were in playing like they were sleeping in the tent.
Over the last month Dax has become extremely independent. He will not let you feed him at all anymore. If you ty to feed him he just gets really mad and upset and will not eat. Then if you sit him at the table and let him feed himself, he is as happy as can be. One day Rylee had a can of pringles out and he wanted some, so she gave him a chip and he got so mad and started crying and screaming. I thought he wanted her chip instead, so to stop the loud screaming I asked her to just give her chip to him and get herself a new one. So, she did, and he screamed more. Finally, I thought maybe he wants the can. So I handed the can toward him and all he wanted was to reach in and get his own chip. Grandma Judi learned this the hard way when she kept trying to feed him spaghettio's the other day and I kept telling her that he probably won't eat it that way because he is so independent. She tried and he got mad, she tried again and he yelled, and the third time he just started crying and came in to tell me. It was pretty funny. Then I tried putting a dish towel around his neck like a bib and he was not happy about that either. I have learned that he wants to do it all on his own and does not want to be treated like a baby at all.
As much of a big boy as he tries to be, I am happy to say that he still loves to give hugs, kisses, and to cuddle. That makes me very happy. He is such a little lover boy.
He loves laying in our bed or Rylee's bed to watch movies and tries to get us to let him sleep in them at night for bed, but I am not ready to take him out of his crib just yet. He just seems too young and I cannot imagine that naptime would be so easy if he was in a bed that he could easily climb out of. So for now, we will stick with the crib. (Maybe in another 6 months or so.)
He has a big box of all kinds of trucks, cars, four wheelers, bikes, and diesels to play with and he loves them. All day long I am picking up cars. He drives them all over the house and wants us to all join in. He makes the perfect "vroom" noises for each vehicle too. I love it. He is such a cutie!
Some of my favorite things to hear him say is "I Love You", "uh-oh spaghettio's" and the cutest ever is when he says "Schaugaard". It is so funny because we were all just talking and I said something to Rylee about spelling our last name and when I said Schaugaard, Dax started saying "Stou-dard" "Stou-dard", over and over. It was the cutest thing ever and to this day I think he loves to say it because any time he hears us say it, he has to repeat it a few times.
Another milestone I must mention is that he finally dares to take a shower. He has always been so terrified of showers. When Rylee was a baby we would take her in the shower sometimes and she loved it. We tried with Dax and he was terrified. Every once in a while we would try again and he would scream in terror, so we had to get him out. He just barely got to where he is not scared of them and loves them.
He LOVES to dance and boy can this kid dance. He has got some rhythm too. He gets all low and gets all into it. He pulls this serious, rockstar facial expression. I cannot really explain it, but he looks like a rockstar, it is hilarious. And while pulling this face he is getting down and dancing. It makes me and Brett laugh every time. Rylee loves to dance too. So of course any time we have music going at the house, we have two cute kids dancing around to the beat.
Dax is still very shy when we go places where there is a lot of people, even if its people he knows. He is not a fan of huge groups of people I guess. It takes a good 45 minutes just to warm up enough so that me or Brett can even put him down. My nephew Jayden was amazed at how shy he is at big gatherings versus how he is at home when Jayden has come over. It is like night and day. It is definitely the big crowd thing that he doesn't like though because even when I go to watch Rylee dance and there is just a few "strangers" there, he will get down and try to play ball or trucks with the other people there with no problem.
He has this big Tonka truck that he got for Christmas and one day I went to check on him and he was sitting in it just playing with his toys. Brett decided to push him around in it and now he loves to go for rides in the Tonka. He had Brett, Dylan and me all pushing him around that day.
I could go on and on. He has such a cute personality and is such a sweet little boy. Although I do have to mention that he is still a daddy's boy. He loves me and wants me, but if daddy is around he usually chooses daddy over mommy. Some days I am lucky enough to be the favorite and I love those days. Maybe its because he is home all day with me and by the time Brett comes home from work he is needing some daddy time. It is pretty funny though because for some reason he seems to think that only Brett can touch the remote. If we are all watching t.v. and I pick up the remote at all, he will come and take it from me and take it right over to Brett. Same with Brett's phone. He knows which phone is Brett's and if I touch it, he will take it from me and take it to Brett also.
He is one silly little boy and we love him to pieces!