Since the blog is our baby book/family history, I thought I should post some pictures of MB entering the "Terrible Two" stage.
He puts his matchbox cars in his onsies and pajamas. When I change his clothes I find hidden treasures. Maybe he's tired of being a light weight and is trying to put on some extra pounds.
He'll try anything...at least once.
MB likes to talk to his Grandma GG (a.k.a. Grandma Reta) on the phone. Well he likes to listen and make grandma do all the talking. When I attempt to take the phone away, he runs to a different part of the house. I have to hand it to GG- she can carry on a one sided conversation for a very long time.
He also likes her in person.
Mr. Boy LOVES water. When I cook, I let him play in the sink with the tap barely turned on. He can't get enough of it and it keeps him occupied while I cook or clean. MB turned ZoZo's Dr. Brown's bottle parts into a drinking fountain. Pretty ingenious.
He is not afraid of heights. We haven't decided if this is a good or a bad thing.
If Mr. Boy does not like what he is wearing, he takes it off.
Every time we're at GG and Pops' house, he insists that they set up this little table and all four chairs just for him (the other two chairs are on their way).
This photo is misleading. He HATES getting his hair cut. I usually end up sitting in the chair, holding him on my lap & holding him as still as possible while he screams, kicks, and twists. If his hair looked good long, I would let it grow but unfortunately it doesn't so instead we have to subject innocent hair stylist to this torture.
He is stubborn, determined, a pain in the behind, funny, and lovable all at the same time. I really hope I can enjoy this stage instead of wishing away the Terrible Twos. I better get myself to bed so I can laugh instead of cry when he does what he does.