We decided that since so much of OBoy’s second year of life had been filled with tools, work permits, and helping DanO with the upstairs remodel (not to mention a few dozen trips to the hardware store), a construction-themed party was quite fitting. And speaking of the upstairs remodel ($$$), did I mention this party [...]
I wish this were an April Fool’s joke. But it’s not. OBaby found his dirty diaper after his nap. I have no words.
Goes something like this: Look out! Imma… gunna… getchu! :: eruption of laughter :: (Not that I really could climb under the dining room table and ‘get’ him given the present state of my 32 weeks pregnant body… but he doesn’t know that.)
(Tell me you did NOT just think ‘TWSS’. Shame. And if you didn’t, well, now you did.) We are seeing the emergence of really big, really intense, really hard to recover from toddler frustration. Just these last few weeks OBaby’s tantrums have started to be capital t Tantrums. Today it was taking his toothbrush away [...]
