Brit definitely knows what he wants. The other night for dinner, he refused to eat his chicken and rice. He cried until Mark got him down. He pulled him to the fridge, opened the door and pointed to the mustard. Once he had his mustard he was happy and ate everything.

Well, one morning he wanted a hat.  We had to look until we found one he wanted. Apparently it was a baseball hat. He even called it that.

He loves the iPod touch and begs to play. His favorites are the letter and number games.

He pulled my glasses out of my bag the other day and showed us how cool he was.