now time for some rambling. A few posts back I posted pictures of my two-year-old terror getting into things he should not have. Since then his behavior has worsened on many accounts. Shopping with him has turned into a nightmare as he asserts his independence. He refuses to ride in the cart anymore and will not stick around when he is helping push it, as witnessed yesterday when I had to stop and go look for him no fewer than three times during what should have been a 10 minute trip to hobby lobby. This last week we got the bright idea to try and potty train him. The first day he did great and I thought it was going to be so easy, then the independent streak stuck again, oy. Longest few days in his little life. We are back to diapers for the time being. I say all this only because it confuses me. My little monkey is showing a side of him I am still not believing actually exists. He is so sweet and such a patient older brother. He is full of energy and loves to make people laugh. The pace at which he is learning to talk and use words completely amazes me. He sings and dances and runs and plays and makes me so happy to be a mama. This is what I want to think about when I think of Adam, not the tantrums or the misbehavior, because despite all that, my love for him just keeps growing and growing. I love my crazy monkey like I never thought was possible and to me, he is perfect.
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