Moments in Horrible Parentingland

Linden yelled “NO” at me when I told him it was bath time so I asked him if he’d like to take a shower. Naturally, he loved it and so, naturally, he started yelling at me when it was time to get OUT of the shower. But it really was time to get out of the shower because, hello, there’s that whole water shortage thing we have her in TEXAS so I wrapped him in a towel and took him to his room to put his pajamas on. He kicked me while I was putting his diaper on and told me “NO” like a broken record through a mouth full of toothpaste so even though I hated to do it, and I warned him about it first, I put him to bed without books. I’m glad he cares about books and I probably need to find a different discipline tactic but I stuck to my guns and put him to bed without reading tonight. 

Then he told me I was not his best friend :/

Squishy...king of the donut

Happy national donut day (from last Saturday :)

A Year and a Day

I realized Linden will pretty much always have a relaxing and fabulous birthday because it falls so close to Memorial Day. Today it is rainy and we all took naps, read a lot of books and ate delicious Mexican food from La Posada. 

Here's the little one during a small reprieve from screaming at my face: 

And here's the big one with the first of his new favorite book series, The Notebook of Doom:

Happy Memorial Day! 

His Squishyness

Happy Happy New Year, Squish! A year ago you bounced into our lives and shook it up good. I love you and the way you have learned to walk and point and say uh-oh even though you totally meant to throw that blue owl off the couch. You climb, you screech, you are you and I can't wait to see more of all your squishyness on our next trip around the sun. I will now fight the urge to wake you up in the middle of the night and behold your cuteness. Here's to what next year will bring!

Love,
Momma

Non-examples in personal hygiene

Should a six year old brush his teeth and eat French fries at the same time? Not recommended. 

Almost

A. Year. Wow. 

Walking, babbling, eating up a storm! Tries to run, falls and gets right back up. Doesn't miss a beat. Cries when I bring him inside, bangs on the glass door to get outside. Loves the grass and the sandbox and the dirt in the potted plants. I just let him dig. Because he also loves the bathtub. 

Road trip!!!

Weeeellll, it's not quite that exciting. Headed to Lubbock tomorrow.