Oh,my kind sweet beautiful boy, I love you so. Your wide smile, the way you squeal when I tickle you, nuzzle your head into my shoulder. You are sucking the life right out of me.
Throwing your blanket out of your crib at nap time and yelling “Ut-OO!” for an hour does not phase me. I will not come and retrieve said blanket for it is no accident. This “If I chuck it she will come” experiment of yours is a FAIL.
“Up!” This word only has one meaning, it means UP. GAWD how hard is that? It does not mean down, outside, inside, open or close. Please make note.
Yes, I do know what you want. That doesn’t mean you’re going to get it. Thanks for saying please, though.
While you can walk up and down our block all the live long day; I’m not interested. You get one hour per day, seriously, it’s all I can do.
Blueberries are good, I get it. You can sign “more” until bedtime, you’re only getting so much. Mama only needed one full pint of blueberries diaper to learn this lesson. Deal with it.
Teeth brushing is a part of life. It’s not painful or time consuming and yet I’m sure the neighbors think I’m removing your fingernails one by one. We’ve been doing this twice a day for over a year. Kindly adjust.
What’s with rinsing your hair? You will stand under the 100 gallon dumping bucket at the pool but you loose it when we dump a tiny cup over you. Really?
Oh, and about the “terrible two’s” – Dad and I held a meeting and they will not be welcome here. Get over thy self. This falling to the floor and rolling around business is getting you nowhere. If it feels good then fine but don’t expect me to stick around and watch.
Love you sweetie,