How did this all happen? At some point in the last few months, Taffe became a big boy who has to do everything "by myself!" He is potty trained and loves to announce what he accomplished every time. He likes to wash his hands with an excessive amount of soap until I realize, oh wait, where is Taffe? Still washing hands, right.
We also finally bought him a bed, so he is no longer just on a mattress on the floor. He loves his new bed and while he is our "big boy" he looks so small in it. Especially when he sleeps across it horizontally.
He can get his own cups, put on his sneakers, open all the doors of the house, and self-serves his art supplies. And because he likes to everything himself, his outfits are amazing. According to Taffe "this is a match" or like in the photo below, they require no pants.
