
Tyler found a baby brush and was standing on a step stool in the bathroom looking in the mirror as he brushed his hair. He asked to brush my hair and then went back to brushing his own. I said something like, “Oh, you are brushing your hair so nicely!” He replied, “I not pretty like a girl!” I choked down the laughter and reassured him, “No, you are handsome like a boy.” He smiled and looked back into the mirror and said, “Yes, handsome like a boy!”
Rewind the clock back about a week: During our Montana trip, we just had to chuckle at Tyler's eye for adventure. In Grandma and Grandpa's backyard, their dog, Gunnar, is always digging holes in the dirt where he can lay down to cool off. One warm evening while we were there, Tyler and his cousin twin, Kumorah, started throwing dirt from one of those holes at each other. They are so much alike and kept being partners in crime doing nutty things all week. By the time anyone noticed what they were doing, they were both covered in dirt and the damage had already been done. So they played happily for a long time. I came home from shopping with Tara to see this:
I think Tyler looks like one of those cars that says, "Wash Me!"
KumorahWhen Ty finally came in to have a bath before bed, he exclaimed, "Mom, I throw dirt at Kumorah!" Not that I was surprised, "Oh, really? Did she like it?" He had the biggest smile on his little face, "Yes! And she throw dirt at me, too!" "Oh, really? Did you like it?" "Yes!" "Well good, I'm glad you had fun. Let's get you in the bathtub."
Tyler is quite the opinionated dresser! No matter what I get out for him to wear, he doesn't want it and yells, "I want my regular clothes!" Lest you may think he wears the same thing all the time, hence the "regular clothes" request, he has different "regular clothes" in mind each and every single time. I should have packed two suitcases for him so he could find something to wear each day that would be worthy of the title "regular clothes". Family pictures were quite the battle as I tried to talk him into wearing his white and black striped polo. Then later in the week he didn't want to wear anything BUT "mine picture shirt". I just had to laugh today when he made that "pretty like a girl" remark! Little does he know he fits that shoe a little bit better than he realizes!

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st BuddiesTyler was Grandpa's boy all week. Everywhere we went he needed to know where Grandpawas. He would run up to Grandpa and reach up so he'd pick him up. If you click on the picture above you can see the big bandaids on his knees. I think he had a new skinned knee or hand every single day we were there. I was glad I brought our First Aid kit! He wanted to eat all meals on Grandpa's lap and never went to bed without a big Grandpa bear hug!
Ty and Grandpa at the Museum of the RockiesTyler (and Justin) LOVE Grandpa's dog, Gunnar! He really is the best dog and is so patient with all those kids pulling his tail and hugging him and trying to feed him dog treats CONSTANTLY! You got lots of brownie points this week boy! One day we were walking home from the park and Tyler was holding Gunnar's leash. I don't really know why he had a leash on because he is a BIG dog and anyone who thinks they are the one taking him on a walk has another thing coming. Once we got home, Ty kept following Gunnar around the yard still holding onto the leash. He squatted down next to Gunnar and patted him as he proudly told me, "This is mine dog!"

All week Tyler would call out commands to Gunnar and he reported to Travis one day, "Gunnar is a good dog!" I'm so glad he could enjoy Grandpa's dog while we were there!
Oh, and I can't forget Wal-Mart! Yeah, you guessed it, we lost him
again! This time we had extra eyes and we still lost him! (Grandpa, Travis and Justin were there too!) We turned around to look at some clothes and he vanished. Aaaaa! Not again! We walked around the section and since we still couldn't find him I just went over to tell some employees who were standing nearby. I'm getting too good at calling security for a lost child and it is always the SAME child.
I wasn't sure how Super Wal-Mart would handle the situation and how it would be different from Target. They announced over the intercom that a 3-year-old boy was lost in the store and a bunch of employees stopped what they were doing and started looking for him. Since it was a Super-Walmart, there were lots of exits and they wanted me to stand at the customer service desk that happens to be far from any of the exits. I felt helpless but glad that Travis and Dave were out there looking for Ty. Tyler ended up finding Grandpa since he was calling for him with the loudest voice. Ty ran up behind him saying, "Grandpa!" What a relief! But, I'd say that for your best bet at finding a lost little one, make sure you lose them at Target! Better yet, don't lose them at all! I'm going to try to take my own advice next time!
Overall, we had a great trip! It was so nice that Tyler was old enough to run and play with all the kids and I didn't have to try to get him to take naps. Heavenly!