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Theo @ 5 Years

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Oh Theo, who thinks his name is Theo and nickname is Theodore.

And occasionally Forest.
 
He's the biggest sweetheart. Always up for hugs and kisses. 

Except when he's throwing a hissy fit. Way too much like me.
 
He's our little math genius, still unsure of the alphabet or how to write his name, but can do simple multiplication or subtraction in his head.  

We were walking through Target recently and he was figuring out how much more money he'd need to get that perfect toy.

He loves video games, playing with Meadow, building structures with his Magnatiles and nimming his blankie. 

I caved in and let him keep it until is completely in shreds.

He has strong opinions and isn't afraid to tell you.

I wonder where he got that from (hint: me).

Theo is still shy around kids and more willing to talk to adults.

How did our shy kids become opposites?
 
How old are you? 5
What is your favorite color? Blue
What is your favorite animal? Dog
What is your favorite book? Moonbear
What is your favorite TV show? Umm...Hmm..Bluey
What is your favorite movie? Sing
What is your favorite song? Numberblocks
What is your favorite food? Tamales
What is your favorite drink? Lemonade
What is your favorite breakfast food? Cereal
What is your favorite snack? Granola bars
What is your favorite outfit? Footie pajamas
What is your favorite game? Kirby
What is your favorite toy? Magnatiles
Who is your best friend? Meadow
What is your favorite thing to do? Play video games
What is your favorite thing to do outside? Play in the snow
What is your favorite holiday? Christmas
What do you like to take to bed with you at night? Blankie
Where is your favorite place to go? Sushi Train
What is your favorite restaurant? Sushi Trian
Where do you want to go on vacation? Go to a candy store all day long and I'll sleep there and I'll eat there. 
What do you want to be when you grow up? I don't know. A worker (builder).
What did we do on your birthday? Eat cake
 
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