Remember a few weeks ago how I mocked the terrible two’s and went on about how awesome this age is? Yeah, not such a great idea to mock fate. While I still think this age is way (way, way, way) better than the newborn colic stage, it has its moments. Moments like when we’re in the middle of Target and my child is freaking out because I wouldn’t let him have the big giant (overpriced) stuffed bear he saw in one of the aisles. Or moments like when my child decides that it’s a good idea to eat a purple crayon and I get to make my first call to poison control (crayons are non-toxic by the way, but if enough is eaten your child will vomit…all over your back seat…and then try to eat it). Oh and did I mention that I found my first strand of white hair on my head the other day? Thanks Logan.
Here’s my failed attempt at a mini-valentine’s day photo shoot with my temperamental little valentine. Happy Valentine’s Day!
How dare dirt get on his hands…
Get it off NOW or cue meltdown in 3,2,1…
Why hello, welcome back normal sweet child of mine.
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How sweet he is dont all older persons with grown kids say ??? It will really and each day say love you with a hyug. Happy Valentines Day. LOL