29 months
Sometimes I found myself sitting down googling or reading other mothers blogs asking "when will it get easier."
When will the crying stop, when will the screaming stop, and when will the 4 o'clock in the morning stomping into our room screaming dinosaurs ever stop?
Then I stop guessing myself and think, one thing might stop but another stage and age with continue and I will be right back where I am now googling or asking other mothers when something will stop!
New stages bring on new challenges.
The part where it's
noticeably easier
He lets me brush his teeth without a fight.
He understands what it means to wait while I'm getting ready.
He entertains himself.
He won't go out the door without shoes.
He'll go get me a diaper and wipes for carter.
He'll go get underwear on every Morning and put his pull up in the trash.
He'll smile for pictures until I start taking to many.
He tells me Jesus is in is heart.
He will let me know what show he wants to watch or if he wants me to turn on music.
He loves to help cook.
His favorite part of going potty is flushing and he has to pull up his underwear and pants by himself.
We started going to restaurants and grocery store again.
He will tell me when he is tired, hungry or thirsty.
He knows how to work my iPhone sometimes better than I do.
Nap times are on schedule.
New
Challenges.
Stores with toys.
He is having dreams about mean dinosaurs and running in our room at 4 'o'clock in the morning and refuses to go back in his own room at that point.
Nose picking in public
toes nail picking
Sharing means were declaring war.
He still follows me around the entire house.
He wants any toy carter is playing with at the moment.
He wants to play outside all day long and when it is time to come in, it's a tear storm.
He wants milk sometimes instead of eating lunch or dinner.
Quirks!
He hates being dirty.
He mocks things daddy and I say including bad words and he won't let us forget by telling us "daddy that's a bad word."
He will not get in the car unless he knows the car is off. Because if its on and he is not in the car. "It's danga"(danger")
Tells me everyday while putting on his backpack that he loves me and that he is going to school, then "bye mom"
His favorite things are toy story, sweets, daddy and anything to do with wheels.
He gets a busted lip just about once a month from playing so hard.
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