{ mis(ter) independent }

It will never cease to amaze me.

How, suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, Turtle can just DO these things. 

All by himself, with no prompting.

Like pick his clothes and dress himself. Or "dress himself up" as he likes to phrase it.

Or set the table. 

Or put all his dishes in the (for the most part) proper spots in the dishwasher.

We often hear "Mommy! Daddy! I can do it with myself!"

And, while I'm not going to speak for MacGyver, it makes my heart swell. 

He's been getting up by himself most mornings, and sneaking into our room to snuggle with us. And possibly to watch some Disney Junior while we try to eke out a few more minutes of sleep. He'll use the restroom and change into his big boy pants, and crawls up with Buzz Lightyear and Monkey, fitting perfectly into the middle of the bed.

He loves being in charge of the remote, and he loves getting to play the Wii with his Daddy.

He's been so much more adventurous at the park, too. Climbing walls he never tried before and going down the bigger slides he tends to avoid.

He's getting so brave and doing so many new things. 

We even had to change up his responsibility chart a little, to reflect the fact that he can now pretty much get himself ready for bed all on his own and that he's consistently helping out around the house.

It's just amazing to a part of his life.

We're so very grateful. And so very blessed.