Muscles, Toes and Bellies

Apparently, Tucker is in some sort of one-man tough man competition. His latest thing is to pick up and carry his toys, buckets, baskets, whatever is available. And these things are heavy...at least to him! He sometimes grunts when lifting them up. He drug his rocking horse, Prickly Pete, across the living room, grunting and whining the whole time. No one is asking him to do this. Does he expect praise - maybe a "Way to go!" or "What a strong boy!" or maybe a treat (i.e. California Cuties - his current favorite thing to eat)? I'm not sure, but it's pretty funny to watch. And he's not only doing this at home. In music class, he will pick up the basket that the different instruments come in and carry it around. At our friends homes, he's picked up buckets and golf clubs and pushed around an ice chest. Now if we could only harness this new skill for something good...like putting away toys, pushing a vacuum, doing laundry...hmmm...I think I may be on to something here!

A month or so ago, I asked Tucker where his toes were and low and behold, he hunkered down and grabbed his toes! But he can only show you his toes. He's not sure where anyone else's toes are - only his. I think maybe the key word is "where" and not "toes" because if you ask him where anything else is, he grabs his toes.
Me: Where are Daddy's toes?
Tucker grabs his own toes.
Me: Where are your ears?
Tucker grabs his toes.
Me: Where is the dog?
Tucker grabs his toes.

But...a few days ago, Tucker found his belly! When you ask him - where is your belly, he's able to show you exactly where! This entails pulling his shirt high up, patting his bare belly and grinning. It's very exciting! This weekend, he was able to show us where Daddy's belly was too. Again, he had to pull Alec's shirt up and pat his belly. When I asked where Mama's belly was, he just grinned at me. Obviously, I know where my own belly is - why am I so silly?