This new phrase made its grand debut today: "Tyler do it."
I comb his hair. "Tyler do it."
I put him in his high chair. "Tyler do it."
I put him in his carseat, and I attempt to strap his seatbelt. "Tyler do it."
He needs to do everything, by himself, at all times, for every reason.
So, you know, that's fun.
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I experienced this first-hand with Ty on Monday. It's a whole new world for him. (I even saw him wipe off the sour cream that your mom put on his chip...just so he could dip it himself.) Hee hee :)
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