THE YOU-KNOW-WHAT TWOS

Of course, every week we have to watch TaTa cut the grass. (Oh, sidenote - check out this hair. It's no wonder why the deli lady at Publix called my he a SHE...)

But back to the lawn mower watching. We go all out - pop open the beach chairs, cheer when Ta cranks it up and then watch him go all over the yard.

My favorite Maddox word (well, one of them) is lawn mower. He calls it a "mawn mow." Other favorites include:
thunder = "thundah"
baby= "bebe"
Bella= "bubba"
bandaid= "banday"
booboo= "bObO"
snack= "'nack"

And he loves those "papa pants." He has parted ways with the diaper and only uses it when he sleeps. This means I get 9 weeks 6 days of not changing dirty diapers! We let him pee outside, too, like a "country boy." He especially loves that. The other day he peed on the deck, filled a cup with water, washed the pee away and proudly announced "PEE GONE!"

However...he has now also reached that fabulous stage in life that so many call...THE TERRIBLE TWOS. Ask him any question and he will immediately say "no no no."
His tantrums have been taken up a notch...well, a few notches. The whine is the worst. And if I'm not looking at Maddox, playing with Maddox, talking with Maddox - he will let me know.

But, as in all things in life, I suppose it is just a stage and WE WILL SURVIVE IT. I just hope it passes quickly!