I'm still in disbelief that my Little Love will be TWO YEARS OLD in 4 days. However, I shouldn't be, considering his recent behavior. He has officially entered his Terrible Twos (TT, for short)... I thought I had a few more days to go. HA... the TTs started the moment he turned one! Of course, they are more "emphasized" these days, as he is about to officially enter "The 2 Club". Let's see... in the past 36 hours, the following events have occurred:
1. Adam found a "G-d-only-knows-how-long-it's-been-there" pea under the couch. He proudly exclaimed "Old Pea"... and then promptly ran into his (play)house ("Adam hiding") with a big grin and... ate the pea (shocker, right)? Since the pea was so old, it took him a few minutes to chew it... "Adam ate old pea". Lovely.
2. I ran upstairs to get dressed this morning while Adam was playing. I walk down the stairs 2 minutes later (if that) to find that Adam knocked down the corral. That's right. He knocked down the gated corral... half of the corral was on the ground and the other was upright. He was incredibly proud of himself. Guess our corral days are over.
3. Adam has spilled the following items onto the floor in the last 36 hours (no exaggeration):
-- 1/2 a box of Nestle Quik (reduced sugar! high calcium! - who are we kidding? It's chocolate!) powder onto the floor which made a nice "smoky" mess. He was quite excited and kept going back to look at it after I banned him from the kitchen to clean it up. Of course, he didn't drink the milk afterwards, either.
-- 1/2 a yogurt smoothie... gulp, gulp, gulp... SPILL.
-- every.single.meal. that has been put in front of him for the past 2 days. Fortunately, though, he has been eating... we do observe "the 5 second rule", you know. :o)
-- apple juice... the remains from the empty bottle that he found when going through the trash can. Before knocking the trash can over. For the 10th time today. Must find new spot for the trash can ASAP.
-- pediasure bottles -- also remains from empty bottles found in the trash can. See above.
Too tired from all the above excitement to think of anything else. Oh yeah, forgot to mention the screaming/fits/temper tantrums whenever LL doesn't get his way... but that's been going on since Adam was 9 months old. Seriously. Of course, all this is forgotten every night as I recall all the hugs, kisses and absolute joy & happiness that I get from him every single day. As much as I "complain" about LL's mischievous ways, I am soooo thankful and grateful for all the "trouble" that he is able to get himself into -- that he is such a happy & healthy (Please G-d) toddler --a very little boy with a very big twinkle in his eyes!!! :o)
Seriously, though, who can resist this smile?!? (btw, this is an old photo, taken 2 months ago)!