They like toy time however, they like kicking their feet and they like climbing in and out of the pool to jump. --And they like clinging to us as if they have never been in water before, ever.
Which drives me nuts since Maddox takes a shower with me daily (water pouring over his head) and will blow bubbles all day during his baths and dumps full cups of water over his own head. grrrr.
high two... Maddox turns 2 in 2 weeks. Wowsers. Time is flying by. I have been doing party stuff everyday trying to get ready for next weekend. I redecorated the front door, changed my summer flowers to red, white, and blue and placed flags galore. I have made toil puff balls to hang from the ceiling and found a string of flags at Hobby Lobby that match his invites pretty close . (the puff ball idea came straight from Kimberly's brain, and will match Cambrie's outfit to a T) I have made lists on top of lists of things to accomplish before next Saturday, and I think I am on over load. I hope I actually relax once the day actually arrives.
I told Lance that I almost bought him these shirts to match the theme of the party... would that not have been hilarious?! Who seriously buys these?!
high three... My mom bought Maddox the movie Cars, and he is obsessed. He wants to wear his Cars PJs every night! I hate character clothes (pjs and undies are fine) but I fear we are about to come into the point where he argues over what he wears with me! I will win this one!
I have to admit it is a good movie... (I've cried twice!) And he will actually sit and watch it.
high four... I think I said in a previous post I would stop writing about the mysterious terrible twos that seem to come and go. --Sorry. :(
We had a day yesterday. He cried a lot of tears... I cried a lot of tears. I felt like I was losing this battle called parenthood. I know God is in control and at times I think he must have a sense of humor. I know he makes this age so rewarding because it would be tempting to sell him on Craig's List if it were not. I have to count my blessings... I have to remind myself that we have 100 times as many laughs, smiles, kisses and hugs; we conquer a million more milestones, and we giggle, tickle, wrestle and talk funny voices in the floor WAY more than we have days like yesterday.
But those days are hard.
And make my eyelids look like little shrimps the next day.
I sat in the middle of my bed last night crying and praying aloud for peace and patience, while my child flopped in my floor and screamed. He did not take a nap yesterday but refused to go to bed. I think he was too tired to sleep! (If that is possible?)
Today is better. Hallelujah!
high five... Lance had to work until almost 1:00am last night. He made it home around 1:30... And then stayed up another hour offering encouraging words and holding me while I cried, feeling defeated by an almost-two-year-old. I can not sleep until he gets home anyway but I needed to talk last night, which typically would have been fine except I had to be up at 7:00 for a hair appointment with my beautiful and talented sister-in-law in Decatur. Although I am exhausted right now, I was impressed with all that I was able to tackle before noon today.
- I got my hair cut and colored and fixed.
- Lowe's for mulch. (which I didn't buy since I was in white shorts-- and it looked heavy and messy)
- Insurance office to pay our dues.
- Boyd, to Lance's dad's house.
- Donut store for my boys (Maddox wanted a "supwise")
- I folded 3 loads of laundry.
- and cut Lance's hair. (which, I should add, was a much better experience this time!!)
I need a nap!