Rory is three and a half years old today! He weighs 32.6 pounds and stands about 39 inches tall. He’s in size 3T clothes and a size 9 shoe.
He has not been eating or drinking as much lately; I suppose he’s not growing at the moment. But he loves Chisesi ham, tortilla, goldfish, and Yorks. He still doesn’t like pasta or cheese and now likes carrots more than broccoli. Oh, and he loves root beer.
He is fully potty trained now, although he does still request that someone come with him most of the time when he has to go at home. But he has had no accidents or issues at school or at night. He holds it in really well when he has to. Hallelujah!
He speaks very well, but he pronounces his “f’s” like “s’s” (sire truck). He can sing his “ABCs” and almost count to 20. He is learning lots with Mrs. Claire and Ms. Lisa in school. (More on school soon. Hopefully.)
He is still very much obsessed with trucks. And he still loves books. His favorite color is still orange. He loves making messes and is decent at cleaning up when pushed to do so.
He is my sweet boy who still loves to “rock-rock” with me before bed. He is stubborn. He is loving. He adores his brother. He has a smile that lights up his whole, dimpled face. We love him so.
Three and a half!