Two Foot Tyrant

I have a confession. I love toddlers. If I didn't have to go through the first 12 months or so, I would have about 15 kids. Seriously. I love that Baba's vocabulary multiplies by 4 every day. I love that Baba looks at the world in a fresh way, and I love the he always tries to make me laugh.

This morning, I was awaken by a flashlight in my face and a small child saying, "Up Mom!" First thing on his agenda is find Wili. After that, we have to look outside and oooh and ahh over the trucks and cars going to work.

Then it is time to "eat lunch." It is always time to eat lunch and every meal is lunch. And he always wants "fish" for lunch so I let him have fish for breakfast the other day. Fish is relatively good for you and a fit free morning is good for everyone.

After lunch he wants to "play park" in his "splash boots." But as soon as we go outside he yells, "Brr! Cold" no matter the temperature. He can run at a ridiculously high speed, especially if he is trying to get to his beloved park. Can I make this toddler thing last forever?

Dogs vs. Kids

Toddlers and puppies are so much alike. You have to watch them constantly so they don't make a mess in the house. Both have to be housebroken. You talk to them the same way - short, to the point commands and sentences. Both are bed hogs. They can both be ridiculously cute and annoying.

Both take away time that could be spent updating your blog, but both are worthy distractions.