It's getting harder to get pictures of Cohen, and I hope it's not just "middle child" syndrome. He's in the stage where he won't sit for a picture because he gets up to come "see it" before you even get a chance to take it!
Cohen loves his sister and tolerates his brother. Ryan and Cohen can certainly play together much more but can also fight and drive each other crazy. Cohen LOVES copying everything Ryan says and does, which can be annoying to a 5-year-old. It certainly expands his vocabulary though!
A few things that are funny to hear Cohen say are:
"Oh yeah, oh yeah!" when he is trying to show off
"Na-na-na-na-goo-goo" when he is teasing you (not always a good thing)
"No, mah do it" (my do it)
"No, dat's too scawey!" (for anything he doesn't want to do)
"bonka bonka" (telling us he bonked his head, which is often, followed by "my have ban-aid" (which is never necessary)
"Wook it!" (Look at whatever he is doing)
"I'm paying games!" (whenever he gets a hold of our phones or ipad, even though he rarely actually gets to play games. He has independently figured out how to play videos from the PBS Kids app, though, if he happens to find the ipad unlocked)
"My wanna pick!" (he wants to pick his own snack or cereal out of the cupboard)
"My fahwing down!" (always thinks he's falling down, even from a little stool or chair or if we are carrying him) The truth is, he is usually falling down, but it is from his running around the house in stocking feet.
"No, Nika, nuffin' dare" (every time Nika barks, he informs her there is "nothing there")
I realize this list makes it look like he has a very baby vocabulary, but he actually is quite conversational and says several long sentences. He can tell me what he had for lunch, what he wants to play, and understands our instructions. He'll say things like "I played play-doh at Danielle's house" or "I go to basketball game too!"
Cohen likes wrestling, following Ryan around, throwing things in the air, bouncy balls, chasing Nika, building towers, playing the bathtub, looking at pictures of himself, coloring, dancing, and singing. At night he likes me to sing him a lullaby and usually requests "Goodnight, my wuv" (a song from the 30's by Benny Goodman and Ella Fitzgerald)
He needs someone to lay by him in order to go to sleep in his bed which means one of us usually ends up falling asleep there around 8:30pm, but it's worth it looking nose-to-nose at this little guy in the dark as he says "Dood night, mommy."