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My oldest son will be 2 at the end of September. He is becoming impossible. He is just starting to throw tantrums, and scream and yell for what seems like all day long.  When I know he just wants a reaction out of me I ignore him, which really ticks him off. Sometimes when he is yelling and thrashing about I just stare at him and wonder where on earth he came from. Who's side of the family contributed to his short little fuse and unbelievable lung capacity? I call him hurricane Anthony. He destroys the house in a whirlwind of flailing arms, and noise. Yesterday I caught him sticking peas in his ears. They fit perfectly in there! He spits out his drink on to the floor and plays in it. Generally drives me crazy. Demands I read him "Chicka Chicka Boom Boom" 38 times in a row.

But then on the other hand he is just so adorable!

How can you not love this face?

He is learning a ton of new words. He says "see ya!" which I find hilarious. He loves to read (I gladly read to him all he wants) and draw (although sometimes on the table and other random objects in the house...), and loves watching the cars go by outside. He gives his "bwuddah" kisses (usually before or after he steals his binky) and loves his veggies.

I love my little guy but man my patience run thin sometimes. Before bed I try to focus on all the great things he has done throughout the day and how much he is learning. I also can't get my mind to stop reciting "Chicka Chicka Boom Boom."

"A told B and B told C, I'll meet you at the top of the coconut tree..."

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  1. LeetaJune 29, 2011 at 10:32 PM

    I have Chicka Chicka Boom Boom in Spanish, want it? He can be a dual language learner with that book! ;) Welcome to the terrible twos, he's testing you for all your worth haha, wait til he's a teenager!!!! ;)

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  2. SusanJuly 5, 2011 at 9:24 AM

    Love this blog Jess!!! Makes me smile:))))

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