The Terrible Twos Have Arrived

My baby is officially a toddler.

Ok, Fine. Maybe he’s been a toddler for a while now. Supposedly once they start walking they’re a “toddler,” but I was still referring to him as the “baby.”
While he is the youngest and he’ll always be my baby, he has the emotions and attitude of a toddler.
This little guy was born smiling. He was always happy. He made everyone in his wake feel great about themselves because he smiled at them. (We were nice enough to refrain from telling people he smiled that big at everyone.) But now things have changed.
I kept saying, “He’s teething,” or, “He’s going through some growing pains.” It’s gone on too long to be either of those. He’s officially entered the terrible twos.

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Why Do We Let Them?

As parents, we do everything for our kids. We want them to learn how to be independent, do things for themselves and others, sure.

But if they want something done, and they can’t physically do it, we’re right there to take care of it.

We feed them, clothe them, bathe them, and wipe up their poop. (Wherever it may be. Ideally? In the diaper. Even better? In the toilet so we just have to flush. I’m still waiting for that very special day…) Continue reading

Forced Down Time

Everyday life as a mom is not easy. You have to watch and/or entertain the kids, tidy up (if you actually clean with cleaners everyday, you’re my hero), and you “get” to cook all day long.

Sure, you get your escapes here and there. Facebook, Twitter, a sip of luke warm coffee. Then it’s back to it.

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