Tannerisms

A conversation:

Me: What do you want for Christmas, Tanner?
Tanner: Presents.

Me: What kind of presents?
Tanner: Mine.

 

He's such a good helper, he carries his poop out without being asked.

Tanner's first kiss! His friend was over and I was putting him down for a nap. He always has to give everyone who is home hugs and kisses, so he wouldn't go to bed until he got one from her. Oh man, this kid. 

Tanner stole Sidney's stool from her, ran into the living room with it, stood on it, and with two fingers in the air, shouted, "Did it!" 

He got ahold of my lipstick and thought that was pretty cool.

Looking in the mirror.