13 Months!

Well it's happened, I've slacked on the blogging again.  I guess that's a good thing though right, I mean, I could be sitting here typing away while my child plays all alone on the floor.  I'm not blogging as frequently because I'm busy with G when we get home, so I guess it's ok that the blogs are few and far between.  :o)  (That's what I'm telling myself anyway!)

Well, as if his age and the fact that he is walking didn't already consider G a toddler, his attitude and behavior lately DEFINITELY make him one!  My sweet, cooperative little baby has disappeared and been replaced by some crazy, temperamental child.  I really don't like it.  Ok, I guess I shouldn't complain too much because he was SUCH an easy baby, we're due for a little rough patch I suppose, but man is it hard to take!  Now don't get me wrong, he's not like this all the time, but when he is mad, he does not hesitate to show it!  He will throw his head back and wail like there is no tomorrow.  Then when he doesn't get the reaction he's hoping for, he follows us around crying, arms extended like he needs comfort and sympathy.  I'm sure I'm sounding a little hard-hearted here, but when the fit is the result of a toy being taken away because he threw it, or because I've interrupted his hot pursuit of the dog, who he insists on torturing, then I'm not so sympathetic.  He thinks throwing his toys is funny, thinks the word 'no' is even funnier than throwing the toys, and the most hilarious thing on the planet (to my child anyway) is to chase the dog and make her growl.  One of these days the dog is going to get fed up...look out G!  Not to mention his favorite past time now includes throwing his toys behind our TV.  Not exactly the safest thing for the child to be doing.  To say he's a strong-willed toddler is an understatement I'm afraid. 

He still does some of the cutest, funniest things ever, and in those moments I blissfully remember the sweet, cooperative, caring little baby he used to be.  He now understands what a hug is, and when I ask for a hug and hold my arms out, he will run in to them and throw his arms around my neck.  Talk about the best part of my day!  If he would do that all the time, I'd be in heaven!  I know he's a boy, I know he's just testing the waters, I know it's just a phase, but ugh, it's a stinky one! 

Wow...nothing like going on hiatus for almost a month and then doing nothing but griping and complaining when I finally do reemerge!  Even though the days are met with frustrations, I still wouldn't trade him for anything in the world.  His laugh and smile can brighten the darkest of days.  I just hope he's always that way. 

Now to end the post...a little comedy for you.  Last weekend we were watching the Butler basketball game on TV.  G became VERY excited about the game at the end.  I can't do it justice talking about it, so here you go!