We’ve got a miniature sized man living at our house. Mr. Independent can climb onto all surfaces, he blows on his food to cool it down, he puts himself down for a nap, he walks for what seems like hours, and he can impose his will on ALL the baby-proofing. The forbidden cabinet in the…
Month 17 of Motherhood – Tears and Tantrums
I’ve really gotta get faster at writing these things. Chief will turn 18 months old in a week and I am just now jotting down his 17th month. This is getting silly… Month 17 brought on a lot frustration; a lot of tears, screams, and thrashing around on the floor – mostly on his part….
Month 16 of Motherhood – A Man of Many Titles.
I’ve been writing this post for weeks. I’ll come back to it every few days – changing out pictures, adding anecdotes, but with 17 months staring me in the face I finally made myself press “publish.” I don’t know why it’s so hard to finish these things these days. At sixteen months, our Chief is…