Bad Boys

Q-What's worse than a crying infant?
A- A toddler in his terrible twos.

Q-What's worse than a toddler in his terrible twos?
A- A crying infant.

Do you see my predicament? I have officially banned Tim from asking me if I had a good day, really. There are "parts" of my day that are good, this is true. But, there are also "parts" of my day that are bad. The morning may be bad, lunch will be great, dinnertime bad, and going to bed good....get it? At the end of the day, your day does not really fall into one category, but both.

This was a tough week. I would love to blog about how cute my kids are, how they use their best manners, do everything I say, never have temper tantrums, and eat their meals and go to bed perfectly. But guess what, no child does all of those, and that's not really what you want to read about anyway.

My kids are cute, they have the biggest smiles and hearts, are very happy, and without a doubt are going to be some self-confident, strong willed individuals.

But, the truth is, my toddler cannot seem to lose the habit of hitting right now. He slapped 2 kids at Chickfila during lunch on Tuesday at the playground. Both of the kids were bigger than him, might I add. My kid, the bully. It is so exhausting being consistent, but I am dang it. I am more strong willed than him and he is not gonna win this little phase.
A phase. Don't you love how people call it that? It seems like an eternity right now. Worst of all, he slapped 2 kids during sunday school this morning. It is just a thing he does when he doesnt get his way. The teacher told me, "Oh it's totally normal, he is a little boy." Normal or not, it has to stop.
I asked him, "David, why did you hit friends?" He answered, "Friends hit David." Either way, he has to learn not to hit back. He gets his little tail worn out and privileges taken away...... I don't understand why with this one issue he won't snap out of it!
He says, "Mommy, I wanna go pout." And I have been responding, "Good, go pout and think about what you did." Discipline always takes time, I know. It just seems like with everything else we've battled, I won much faster.

He is such a confident little child though. He tells me, "Mommy, I like me." My response recently has been, "David, mommy loves you. But, if you want your friends to like you, then you need to not hit them." Even through all this, I am glad he is a happy, self confident little toddler. I try to border discipline without crushing his spirit.

And to continue my pity party, as if I am not exhausted enough from dealing with him....Mackenzie has been throwing these little bedtime scenes. For some reason (when it's your own infant crying) it drains every last nerve and patience in your bones. Especially when there is nothing you can do to stop it. The good news is she is cutting her first 2 teeth. I think this might explain the behavior and hopefully the dramatic bedtimes will hit the road.

In other news, David was right at home with his cousins this week when we went to go visit my sister and her boys. Those 3 are all on the same wavelength!
Here they are in the pool and then at my moms for a bath!
My little screamer is turning 6 months this week and I cannot seem to come to grips with it. We took a lot of pictures this weekend, but here is one of my favorites!


Lastly, we found some "dead space" behind our hallway closet this week and decided to bust down some walls and make it a walk in storage closet. I will post some pictures soon of our home renovation. Tim is mudding the walls as I type!


"...we know that suffering produces perseverance: perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us." Romans 5:4