Right? Well, sometimes at least. The worst, honestly, is bath time. The kiddo is so happy playing in his bath that I could practically leave him in there all day. Except I can't. Leave him that is. He is super content which normally would allow me to get some things done, but due to the nature of the bath I have to stay and watch.
And find things to amuse myself.
Such as filling up an empty shampoo bottle with water and squirting Logan repeatedly until he squawks and gives me a look that I'm certain will be repeated on some annoying future sibling. What am I twelve? I believe this is why there are so many pictures of kids in the bath with their hair all wonky. It's the parents who are searching for some entertainment in that scenario.
Entertaining (see? contradiction.)
Oh how this child amuses me.
He loves to find clear plastic things and put them over his face. I think he just likes the feeling of hiding behind something but still being able to see. It's like ultimate peek-a-boo.
He fell a few weeks ago and gave himself a fat lip. It must have felt weird to him because the rest of the night he was walking around with his lips tucked in like this.
I love watching Logan learn.
We've been working on the names of animals and the sound they make lately. Just today we looked out the window and saw some birds flying around. Lo and behold he very clearly said bird! Just like Bambi!
Ok, maybe it was more like "erd" but still, it wasn't "da" which means I know he was trying.
Also today we looked out the same window (a little later) and saw a cat in the field behind our house. His eyes lit up, he pointed, and exclaimed... "oof oof!"
Too bad that's what doggies say.
And one more, I can ask him to find things and he does it! He loves to carry his little treasures around the house and put them in random places where I would never think to look. Now I just have to ask him to get his sippie cup (for example) and he'll waddle off somewhere and come back with it in hand. I can't believe he remembers where he puts everything.
Toys in the toilet, baking soda all over the floor, toilet paper strung about the house, toys in the dishwasher. It is truly incredible how quickly a little kid can get into things.
This one actually made it all the way through the wash.
By comparison the fingerprints on the fridge? Minor offense.
And the tantrums in the grocery store... most of the time I can laugh them off because it is so cliche but this one time we were in Target and he was flailing and screaming so loud that I about left him with the first motherly looking person I could find. (not really) Luckily his explosions are fiery but short, and soon enough we were checking out pretending that nothing happened.
Here he is after stealing my breakfast.
Yes, that would be coco puffs on his face. What? Well don't worry because now we both have to eat cheerios everyday.
Here he is eating my milkshake,
And my dessert...
Ok, so looks like the main sacrifice is food. Also, sleep, but I do not have recent photographic evidence of that.
See, we feel the same way about running in the rain.
We would both just rather lay down and take a nap. He was like this the entire time, by the way.
Oh how I love my little dude!