I blog WAY to much.....
I'm sure your completely sick of the frequent blog post these last few months.
Ah, once again I find myself saying, "Where has the time gone!!" "Like yesterday we just celebrated Christmas." Now it's February April 16th, it might as well be March by the time I finish this post. Ah, so much to say, I need a smoke.
I'm back.
11:20 p.m (Where was I)
Zabe is now 9.
That is if your considering the weight I carry around when I pick him up and move him from time to time. He's still my 2.5 year old and we all know 2.5 year olds still need assistance moving from place to place especially when their 60 lbs.....at 2.5. He obviously hasn't quit growing, or started to slow down, or remotely started to "slim down". He's fffiiiiiiinnneee. But....I'm still waiting!! (Like Em says, "You just wait!")
Along with my sisters Z is becoming one of the funniest people I know. At 2.5 the things he comes up with, especially lately.....
Recently....
I told him if he cry's a bird will come poop on his lip. Last night as we played outside on the deck and he's playing with some fresh bird poop he says, "Some bird come poop on my lip mommy." Oh great. What did I just teach him. He thinks it's ok to play in the bird crap. ISH!
Recently....
I told him we need to pick up his toys before we go to bed. Now... When the living room is spotless, he say's, "Oh, forgot pick up toys."
He's been really good at staling. "Forgot give mommy hug, Forgot give daddy kiss." "No Zabe, you gave daddy 3 kisses already."
TODAY....
I'm absolutely positive my sweet, innocent, so well behaved, calm, relaxed, go with the flow child had his first TEMPER TANTRUM. Not sure how it happened but he was not happy. At lunch sat him down for his burger and fries he had to have over the much more healthy Subway lunch I had planned he wouldn't stop crying. So after 10 minutes of crying, "Honey, it's time to take a nap." He didn't like that, so I carried my 60lbs child up the stairs to his bedroom. He was frolicking about, hitting his mother, screaming. (I couldn't believe what was happening (I didn't really know how to calm him) I.DIDN'T.KNOW.WHAT.TO.DO. Changed his diaper as he screamed, "I not wet!" I not wet." Laid him in his crib. (He's still in there only because he LOVES his crib and has never tried to climb out.) Today, he tried climbing out. So, I took him out, (still in complete shock, because I still don't know what's going) rocked him in the rocking chair for a few minutes until he sat up, looked at me and I said, "Are you ready for a nap?" He said, "Yeah, nap."
HOLY MACKERAL!! It's hard to be a mom. I don't like tantrums. Thank God we were at home for the first one. I would love to say that better be the last one...... Ugh, If I were only so lucky. He woke from his nap 3.5 hours later and the first thing he asked about were his burger and fries....go figure.
MOST of the time, (or really all the time) while I do hair he does so well!!! He'll walk into the salon, talk about his toe jam he's found, his guy, Barney, his book, or wants to give me a kiss.
Some recent picts.
He loves his 4-wheelers.
And chillin
He was also a little down and out a couple weeks ago. But oh so cuddly!!!
Wisc. Dells. And to think, the only person he realllllllly want's to go swimming with is MY single....cousin Ashley.
Oh, he's funny. I promise. Next time. It won't be quite this long of a break between post. Especially because of the clever things he comes up with which I don't want to forget.
