Monday, February 13, 2012

Then He Turned TWO

My little big boy Hyrum is now a two-year-old.

I know this post should've been done a long time ago but things have been a whole lotta crazy in this household.
Anyways, we had a nice little party in our house with some of Mavs family. My mum cooked some pancit and lumpia and I baked a (not so) fabulous cake.
Hyrum had a lot fun having his cousins over to play with.

Now for some fun facts. Hyrum is now 35" tall and weighs 32 lbs 5 oz. He is in the 80th percentile for height and 95th percentile for weight. Which basically means he is tall and fat. Hehe. Although we think he is more muscular than he is fat.
He is obsessed with helicopters and airplanes. He makes them everyday with anything he can get his hands on. Paper, crayons, blocks, other toys... He likes to pretend he's an airplane and 'runs fast' with his arms spread out like wings or spins round and round to be a helicopter.
He is a talker. With full sentences that you can really have a conversation with him. We can ask him questions that he will (sometimes) truthfully answer which makes things a lot easier (or harder depending on how you see it). We've been asked a number of times if he was three yet based on his language coz he can say (and mean) a lot more words than an average two-year-old. But, his favorite word is the plain and simple NO word.

He knows his ABCs and can count to 10 without any help. He can also recognize them too and would frequently point out letters and numbers when we are out and about.
His toy helicopter got stuck on his hair a lot of times
He is still as active as ever! He honestly doesn't know how to walk coz he is always running or jogging everywhere. It's tough going shopping or being anywhere in public with him coz he is always on the go, which has made for a few embarrassing moments with strangers.
He is a sweetie. And he frequently makes my heart melt with his endless kisses and "huggas". As long as it's not for his little sister.
My little big boy also went through a drastic change in appearance as he got his very first haircut. It reached all the way down to the middle of his back and the poor child was always mistaken for a girl since no one here keeps their little boys hair long.
This child is very stubborn though and has an opinion of his own. If he doesn't like it we have quite the time trying to get him to do it. I guess what comes around goes around.

Regardless, we are just in love with him and how he makes our lives alive. 
He helps us witness Gods' miracles each and everyday day just by being his crazy and very smart self. 

And even though he is constantly testing our patience and our ability to perceive that we are good parents, we love him dearly. 

And are grateful that he is in our lives.