it was only days ago that i held this precious little angel in my arms while a storm raged in his brother's room next door. he put his head on my shoulder and made his sweet little cooing noises. i told him how thankful i was that he was so calm and amicable and such a happy little boy.
(not that sweet pea isn't all of those same things, just not at that moment)
and then there was this morning where i was forced to scold him and he cried and cried with such hurt feelings. i knelt down to give him a love and he frowned and he said, "NO!" and stomped away with arms swinging, looking over his shoulder at me with utter disdain.
and then there was this morning where i was forced to scold him and he cried and cried with such hurt feelings. i knelt down to give him a love and he frowned and he said, "NO!" and stomped away with arms swinging, looking over his shoulder at me with utter disdain. and so it begins.
i sense that the twos are upon us.
a tale of two zillas.
man oh man.... i am sooo sorry. we will survive i think. three so far has to be the best and worse so far. keep up the cute pictures.
ReplyDeletesuch attitude! I'd be tempted to tell J - work it! strut like you mean it! but I know we're not supposed to laugh when they are being bad...sometimes though...
ReplyDeletejust. can't. help. it.
wax on, wax off.
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