Nyle

Nyle likes being big, and little, apparently.  He's usually telling us that he's a big boy.  "Don't forget me," he said today as I was telling the older two kids to get ready for school.  And now he wants to wear his underwear all the time and sit on the pottie.  One of his favorite phrases is, "because I'm big."

On the other hand, yesterday he came to me crying at the top of his lungs.  This is unusual because he's such a tough kid.  It turns out he ran into the wall chasing Tyler.  So I told him to quiet down his crying, and I asked, "did someone teach you to cry like that?"  His answer, in between fake cries was, "I'm crying like Emmett."