My funny little man

Silas... there is no describing him. He is so sweet that Brent and I both have a hard time fussing at him or punishing him ( I am not really not sure why... as there seems to be no problems with the other 2 boys). He is a VERY verbal 2 year old and he is the most persistant thing I have ever met ( next to his brother Callan who can say "I want juice" about 52 times in a 30 second time frame). While I was getting ready the other day, I asked him to do me a favor. He responded with " I can't" his first response to everything you ask him.
Then he mumbled something else. "Excuse me" I say.
To which he responds " I can't I playing sorts with Yi-za"
( Translation: I playing swords with Liza)
I smiled so big I had to capture this on film... I guess she has been inducted into the Jones family.

Then he mumbled something again. He knew we were going somewhere so he ran to my closet.. within minutes he said "I bring you fwip-fwops". Well... almost... if only I could go out in public in my houseshoes.

And finally from Saturday. I came around the corner to find them both just chatting away hanging out at the stairs. Eliza is pulling up on her own and even trying to brave the stairs. I have caught her knee up all the way on the first stair. I can see it in her eye. Her mission... to get up those things when I am not looking!!! Thank goodness the gate is ready to go. I just was not expecting to have to use it already.