Before children a lot of things were different. MY car was CLEAN! I mean spotless. I loved a clean car. Now, there isn't a spot without finger prints, gofdfish, spilled coffee or toys . Before kids my house was clean.I mean spotless. I loved a clean house. Now, my house is a box of stuff. I think that's the nicest way to put it. "Adult furniture" has been changed into Ikea warehouse. Toys, dog hair, cheetos, socks...
But I wouldn't change one little bit.
I can handle the dirty car.. I can handle the dirty house. What I can't seem to handle is TODDLERHOOD!
I was singing with him today Twinkle Twinkle Little Star- when in the middle of the song he started to cry because he didn't want to sing anymore. So I changed the verse "One of us is going to die... who will it be- I am going crazy!" Catchy huh?
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| Visiting Diesel at work... getting a little work done for him. |
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| Continuing to "help" |
Toddlerhood has brought an array of "fun" new attributes.. sitting on brothers head, running and jumping on whoever is there, tantrums... tantrums... tantrums. Cant take a bath at 10 in the morning- TANTRUM. No Cheetos for breakfast - TANTRUM. Being asked not to sit on his brothers head for the 4th time this morning- TANTRUM!
Today's fun adventure has been "The Joy's of Humus!" Ethan wanted pretzels and humus for dinner and honestly I didnt' wait to fight it-its protein and carbs right? I gave him an applesauce pouch too to make it a little more well rounded. Well I told him to sit in his seat cause mommy needed to go potty. Well while I was on the potty a little person came into the bathroom with THESE HANDS saying "EEEE UUUU!
You think that's bad you should see the humus. =)
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