and I am officially scared.
My sweet little baby has turned into this little boy that know what he wants, but more frustrating for me, he know what he doesn't want and is more than willing to let me (and Dad, and Grandma, and the poor unsuspecting old man that opens the door for us at the store, not knowing that Scotty wanted to push the handicap button so he could open it himself!! AAHH). Who knew (besides every parent before me) that having a two year old would keep me on my feet all day? Yesterday when he woke up from his nap I heard him through the monitor saying "Mess, mess" - my initial thought; "Oh know." When I opened his door I saw a naked little bum sticking up in the air - oh know. As I came closer, I saw that he had completely stripped himself down (I don't know if it was pre or post nap) and wet himself. The mess he was talking about was his wet blankets, sheet, and teddy bear. I laughed the entire time I stripped and remade his bed - what an adorably funny little boy. As of last week he is 26lbs and 34&1/4" tall, just short of the 3 feet mark!
We had his birthday party Sunday night at Grandpa's house. Scott and I want to make sure that he always know we are celebrating him on his birthday, and it's not just a continuation of Christmas. I don't think it mattered this year, and maybe it won't next year, but soon it will, so we are trying to set a precedent
What can I say? He is his Dad's boy... he loves cake and ice cream!!
2 comments:
2 was pretty fun but I think 3 might be trouble! He is so cute!
Hey!!! I wish we could have been there!! :( So sad we missed it! xoxox Love you!
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