If you were to ask Liam how old he is today, his response would almost certainly be "2, almost 3." It's true. Liam will be 3 in a short month and a half. Where did the time go? Is it just me or do I ask that question every other blog??
Lately he has really been giving me a run for my money. He wants to make everything a fight. EVERYTHING. He test EVER boundary I put up. I mean EVERY BOUNDARY. I have to admitt it gets very tiresome and frustrating. But here is the great thing about my "2 almost 3" year old...he is smart. I mean really smart. So just when I think I am about to have steam come out my ears, he wises up. He wraps himself around my legs. "I love you Mommy. I sorry." How can you stay mad at that? Liam truly is a sweet soul. He is "2 almost 3" and that might be working against him right now but who he "really" is still shines through. He really is a smart, sweet, mild tempered, incredibly loving, and extremly happy kid. From the moment he was born, he was all of those things. He slept through the night the first night he was born. Never made a peep until the next morning. I remember being worried that he was so mild. I expected screaming and tears and lots of them. I guess he is making up for now but thats okay. I know my "2 almost 3" year old will be "3 almost 4" before I know it and this boundary testing problem will be behind us. So for now, I am going to stand my ground. He will most likely stand his too. But thats okay because I know who he is and we will get through this.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Monday, January 4, 2010
Not Me Monday...
I would never allow Liam to trash his toy room. I am raising a neat and responsible child. I always make him put up one toy before he gets another one out. 
Messy is not an option.
I always fold my laundry and put it up right away. I would never fold it, leave it sitting on the couch until I want to sit there, and then move it back into the laundry room...still clean.
Who would do that? Not me, that's for sure.
I always mail my Christmas cards BEFORE Christmas.
I would never have them sitting on my counter in January...especially one for somebody I love as much as my sister!
I would never catch Liam and Maddox jumping on the blow up mattress and instead of punishing them, photograph it.
Who would encourage this kind of behavior by taking pictures?! Not me! That is just irresponsible parenting.
I do not have a goofy kid who walks around with one rain boot on, and one on his friend.
That would be just goofy.
I did not tell the boys to hug which caused my son, who does not know his own strength, to pull a wrestling move on his younger buddy.
My son is ALWAYS gentle.
And if I hypothetically told them to hold hands instead, my sweet child of course wouldn't pull his hand away like a punk.
Liam is ALWAYS loving.
In order to aplogize my 2yr old would not rub his friends hair and say "Sorry little buddy!"
Not my son. My son does not think he is that much older than his 10 month younger friend. Nor is my son that goofy.
And lastly, my son does not throw fits. He would never throw himself on the floor when his afore mentioned freind didn't like having his head rubbed.
Nope, not my son. My son does not go from laughing to crying in 2 seconds flat. My son is perfect.
And of course, I do not allow the toddlers in my care to run around in their pjs until lunch time. We are on a very regimented schedule.
This is REAL life.
Messy is not an option. I always fold my laundry and put it up right away. I would never fold it, leave it sitting on the couch until I want to sit there, and then move it back into the laundry room...still clean.
Who would do that? Not me, that's for sure. I always mail my Christmas cards BEFORE Christmas.
I would never have them sitting on my counter in January...especially one for somebody I love as much as my sister! I would never catch Liam and Maddox jumping on the blow up mattress and instead of punishing them, photograph it.
Who would encourage this kind of behavior by taking pictures?! Not me! That is just irresponsible parenting.
I do not have a goofy kid who walks around with one rain boot on, and one on his friend.
That would be just goofy. I did not tell the boys to hug which caused my son, who does not know his own strength, to pull a wrestling move on his younger buddy.
My son is ALWAYS gentle.
And if I hypothetically told them to hold hands instead, my sweet child of course wouldn't pull his hand away like a punk.
Liam is ALWAYS loving.
In order to aplogize my 2yr old would not rub his friends hair and say "Sorry little buddy!"
Not my son. My son does not think he is that much older than his 10 month younger friend. Nor is my son that goofy.
And lastly, my son does not throw fits. He would never throw himself on the floor when his afore mentioned freind didn't like having his head rubbed.
Nope, not my son. My son does not go from laughing to crying in 2 seconds flat. My son is perfect.
And of course, I do not allow the toddlers in my care to run around in their pjs until lunch time. We are on a very regimented schedule.
This is REAL life.
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