Brooks turns 17 months on Wednesday. Boy does time fly. He is still a walking ball of happiness, his positive energy radiates in everything he does. This week his new thing is to JUMP. He yells "ump", bends his knees and throws his arms up above his head and gets absolutely no air what so ever. But what can you expect from a man of such stature. I mean the kid just outgrew his coat today and put on Chance's from when he was THREE. And it fit, less about an inch in the sleeves.
Being the only girl amongst a household of boys, I've gotta say that I yearn for the day that bodily functions don't come in to play.
We opened the door tonight to this woman that was buying some DVD's from me, go figure, and Brooks comes trodding up.. The woman sees him, is immediately put under his spell and says, "hey cutie!". Cutie proceeds to blow air thru his lips making a very loud fart noise and proceeds to say "Toot". She puts he arm to her chest, takes a gasp backwards and says "oh my, I'm glad my little girl can only say mama".
So charming. But this is why we love Brooks, cause he can look so darn cute even saying Toot.
