Big Boy Nana
First to go were the sippy cups, then the diapers and now his crib. Maddox has been forced to grow up over the past few months before this baby comes and rocks his world. So far he has embraced his inner big boy with open arms and it has been fun seeing him grow up. He has finally hit the terrible two's, though, and curse whoever came up with that. It may be for the best since I was having serious issues with playing favorites. I remember a month ago talking to my sister on the phone and taking pride in the fact that he is so easy and I had never raised my voice or lost my cool with him while every other mother of a two year old was at the mercy of their tantrums. Then IT happened. I was at the store and he happened to open a sucker and since the cashier was watching I had to do the right thing and pay for it, even though it was one of those obnoxious blow pops that are the size of his head. I wouldn't give it to him even after I bought it because all 2 year olds have the intellectual capability of understanding consequences (right??) and that was the beginning of the end. Back arched, writhing on the floor, feet kicking, non stop crying....and it hasn't stopped yet. I still have room in my heart to love him, but he has definately dropped ranks in the favorites category (although he does get extra credit points everytime he randomly runs up to me, wraps his arms around me and says, "I lub you, mom, you my bes fren"). Maybe just maybe he'll get it all out of his system before the next little bundle of crying joy comes along.