This little guy...my "baby" as I call him for the time being...is almost 2. And it shows. Boy oh boy, can this kid be feisty.
Of course he can still be the sweetest thing eh-ver. When he gets in trouble he just loves to wrap his chubby arms around my neck and look lovingly at me...kissing me...rubbing his nose up to me...batting his little eyes as I try to yell at him or explain why he was in time out. What a little player!
But he's trying his hand at not listening, and getting very good at it. He is in time-out a lot lately.
Today, from time-out he said in a sing-songy voice: "I'm done sinning."
Later (after another time-out) we talked about it and I said, "What do you say?"
He said, "Sorry, God. Sorry, Mommy."
Then in a "gruff" voice...supposedly resembling...God???
"Sorry, God. --I forgive you."
On the bright side...he has begun to potty train himself! I tried not to get my hopes up, but now he regularly tells me when he needs to "go potty" (even though he means the other number) and he holds it until we get there. I rarely change a poopy diaper anymore. So now I DO have my hopes up...by October just one new bottom to begin diapering??? (please?!)
Oh and another sweet side--today he was asking about my painted toenails (a rarity). I told him they were my toenails and he said, "beautiful."
How I love you, my "baby"...my almost-2-year-old sinner and saint. :)