The little Stinks update a.k.a. Easton.

Where do I begin!  He is a busy little boy with nothing but mischief up his little sleeves! 
His newest found love is washing his hands.  He loves, loves, loves to wash his hands.  He loves it so much sometimes he'll just use liquid soap and walk around the house with soap in his hands until he gets caught.
 So much so that he'll leave the water running when he's done and I am none the wiser until hours after the fact and hear the faucet running and think... Easton (I think that's happened at least 4 times in the past 2 days now)!  Luckily he really hasn't discovered the plug until today and I about died when he did as he was playing with the sink while I was getting ready.  I just thought oh...no to myself. So I am going to have to keep a closer eye on him so he doesn't flood our house, which with him the possibilities are endless! So probably about this time last year I was worrying about him playing in the toilets, now at least my sinks are clean so when I see his sleeves all wet I don't shudder and think about the toilets!  Almost lastly, Easton hearts my foamy hand sanitizer.  If it's out, he wants some to rub on his hands.  I am beginning to think he's a little o.c.d. as I write this.  At least he has clean hands, Amen!
He loves books (that'll have to be a whole other post).  He won't go to bet until we've read about 500 books all in one night.  He's just figured out how to do the male version of batting his eyelashes to me and it works nearly every time.  I am a sucker and my 2 year old figured it out!
The Beast-- Easton's new nickname, any time he wakes up in the morning or from his naps the first person that hears him says, "Uh-oh, the Beast is awake."  Not that he's mean, he's just a Tasmanian devil and overly loves his brothers things or projects they work their little hearts out on... to pieces.  So now the say, "Uh-oh the Beast" and just giggle.
He loves saying...
"So good." mostly when he's eating.
"Guys" is now a reference to the twins.  I have oftened wondered if he knows the difference between the 2.  I think he can see them and know the difference but when it comes to pictures and I point to his brothers, he just says, "Guys".
"Hooper" is his way of saying Cooper.  One morning he woke up and said, "Nuggle Hooper".  It was too cute.
"Nuggle" means to snuggle.  Now do you see why I can't resist reading a million books before bed. :)
Anyways, the little stink is a cutie, with his cowboy boots always ready and hair way too long that it really should be cut.  Too bad he has a mom that can't part with his locks right now.