I am realizing that along with wife, mother, housekeeper, secretary...I am the next generation slave...to my two year old. I realize that this is a phase that he is going through - and trying to remind him to use manners when asking for something every time can be exhausting too. But just as I am putting Landon to bed tonight, he says "tag...shirt...cut... (he hates tags on his clothes), read another book mommy...rub my back...now my belly...milk...done..." as he is handing me his milk cup to "do away" with it. This is in about a 15 minute segment. I can't even think of the rest of the day.
Chase is getting to be so much more interactive now too. I am noticing than when he gets really excited about something - his arms go straight and they shake. Today I put his little feet in the sandbox and he really couldn't have been happier - he kept rolling his feet and then stomping. I love this age when you realize how the small stuff does matter. Chase reminds me of that every day.
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