this little boy...

• sleeps with a monkey, a dog, a cat, an inchworm, a peacock, and four dinosaurs
• is crazy about the Wii and prefers to be playing with all three remotes at once
• wishes we had four Wii remotes and tells this to complete strangers frequently
• decided it was time to be potty trained once he discovered out that he could take care of business from the standing position
• has some serious skills at changing the settings on the ds--he particulary likes to change the language option which has resulted in extensive practice of both my French and Spanish in changing the language back into English
• races everywhere he goes and must win or else the world will come crashing down
• rejoices every time with a dance that he is the winner and you are the "loster"
• goes kicking and screaming into the bath tub and then kicking and screaming out of it
• would stay home all day every day if he could
• thinks that every little boy on television is him and that every toy on television is his as well
• refers to fingers as tickle monsters
• frequently indicates that inanimate objects are his friends
• likes to have two bowls of cereal in the morning-one of cheerios and one of rice krispies-at the same time but with two separate spoons
• will not get in the car unless there are snacks to be had
• revolts against the wearing of socks and shoes in the house
• is fascinated by batteries
• must be pinned down (including arms and legs) with his head immobilized and his nose pinched in order to brush his teeth
• loves to talk about the letters of the alphabet
• finally enjoys looking at and reading books
• has a conniption if he is sticky or wet or dirty and insists that the problem be resolved immediately
• appears to have inherited the Vawdrey Bacon Gene (VBG)
• still calls slurpees "slipperies" and elevators "alligators" and I don't have the heart to correct him because I find it so darn cute