Don't believe me? Just ask my sister in law's sister. Is that a sister in law once removed? Doesn't matter. All that's important is that fact that she's sporting a goose egg on her forehead from the plastic gun Phin threw at her face. My grandma narrowly missed at attack minutes before.
Wait, you must be saying. Wait, aren't you watching this whirlwind? Control him!
Can't be done. My mom, raiser of five children, daycare provider for 30 years, grandma of four wild and crazy toddlers, called me at work the other day to tell me all the antics he had pulled. She was laughing but I don't doubt it was to mask the tears.
The evidence is in his smile. It used to be cute and sweet. Now it's cute and....scary? aggressive? demonic? Ok, it's just freaking funny. We make him do it all the time.
Example 1.
Example 2.
Smiling face. I love it.
He's so crazy. One moment he has hacked his way through the child lock into the cereal cupboard (gets the ability to scavenge for food from me) next he's chasing poor Liza around the house with a spatula. Lucky for Liza, little dude can't run in a straight line so she narrowly escapes every time. And Phin winds up in his second home. We call that place timeout. He calls that place highchair prison.
Still, the other day while I was bringing my house up to a socially acceptable level of messy I heard him screaming and giggling and doing all the things that make him the best living example of a happy life and thought, "THANK YOU!" It would be so awful and boring without him. Give me more! More babies who think it's fun to stand on the vacuum while I'm using it and throw our books into the bathtub and feed the dog half a box of Kix and the poor neglected kitchen floor the other half. Dudes though, that kitchen floor is starving.
This is the best life. Even if sometimes I have to lock myself in the bathroom and send Jared pictures of my self with crazy eyes and captions that say, "Guess where I am right now? Guess why I'm so happy? He doesn't know where I am!"
You should know that's me sitting on the toilet. Not using it, lid closed. But just ask Jared how often I hide in there. The number might scare you.
Happy New Year!!
Happy new year.
ReplyDeleteLooking good - even though hiding at the toilet :)
Hahaha! He certainly is cute...even when looking demonic!
ReplyDeleteThose pictures are hilarious. What a cute smile face!!! Literally made me lol.
ReplyDeleteAnd I must say, you look kind of gorgeous.
Glansbilleder- Thanks! I happen to do my best model work on the toilet.
ReplyDeleteAlex- How does he manage that? When I make that face people look down awkwardly and excuse themselves.
T- Shucks, make a girl blush. Crazy eye's look good on me.
I am a fan of "socially acceptable levels of messy". And your boy really is adorable. I can't picture him being anything but sweet...
ReplyDeletemy boys are certainly terrorists if you consider terrorists to be roughly the ages of 3 & 4 and still put an entire roll of toilet paper in the toilet (happened yesterday and it was the 4 year old) or remove all 100+ books from their bookshelf or chest bump each other til one finally gets hurt... i could go on forever. do you think girls are different?
ReplyDeleteHaha!! He's so cute though... You look lovely!
ReplyDeleteNicole- Looks are deceiving my friend. That there is the face of a sweet little devil.
ReplyDeleteNessa- If my childhood is any indication, no. I was more a demon than Phin. I threw baby Jesus in the fire. The nativity was never the same.
Audrey - Thanks! Just wait girlie, I see it in Weston's eyes. He has some little boy tricks up his sleeves.