Wito’s 2nd birthday party is this Saturday, and I’m knee-deep in preparation. (You know, if “knee-deep” means watching Paula Deen and her sons make a mighty fine Banana Split Cake while filing my nails.)
Oh, and those Terrible Twos? They have officially made their appearance one week early.
Case in point #1:
What do you MEAN the carousel isn’t open yet? MY LIFE IS A HEAPING PILE OF DOG SHIT.
Case in point #2:
I’m not really fond of this drab wall color. Let me spruce it up a bit.
Send help.
ali
July 30, 2008 at 5:17 pmi see your crayon walls and raise you a sharpie wall. oh yes, isabella took a sharpie to my bedroom wall….2 is fun!
gorillabuns
July 30, 2008 at 5:23 pmjust keep your nail polish in the top cabinet. i beg of you please! learn from my mistakes.
gorillabuns
July 30, 2008 at 5:23 pmoh! and HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LITTLE MAN!
metalia
July 30, 2008 at 5:38 pmOh my God. EXACTLY. I just spent the better part of an hour trying to remove Chanel eye pencil (not the Almay one. Of course.) that SOMEONE ground into the rug, and have handled three (3) irrational tantrums this afternoon alone, one involving giving him THE WRONG COLOR SPOON. I feel your pain, sister. If you make any “I’m 2! MY LIFE IS A HEAPING PILE POF DOG SHIT!” t-shirts, please send one my way. :)
andrea
July 30, 2008 at 5:45 pmI love that we are not the only ones who take the time to record the behavior before stopping it. Today I caught my child eating butter out of the container and let him continue until I could get a picture or two. I am a stellar mom.
Spandrel Studios
July 30, 2008 at 6:04 pmAnytime I see a kid throw him or herself to the ground in a public space, all I worry about is the germs. (Sorry.)
Wito’s even a cutie when he acts like a two-year-old!
Abbie
July 30, 2008 at 6:28 pmMy birthday is on friday! Wito and I are practically twins! Twenty-one years and one day apart, but whatever.
Anyway, rumor (i.e., my mom) says that the terrible twos usually start before a child turns two, and end when they’re two-and-a-half. Never having had my own two-year-old, I can’t promise it’s true, but I’ve certainly noticed it to be the case with all the small children I know. So you’ve only got six months left of this!
Happy birthday to Wito!
always home and uncool
July 30, 2008 at 7:21 pmAnd I thought the first photo caption was gonna to say your child was LYING in a pile of dog stuff. Woulda served him right … but then you’d need to wash the shirt. Eeeew.
Brad
July 30, 2008 at 7:29 pmWe’re having our daughter’s b-day party this Saturday too. Luckily, they get easier. She’s 5. My 2 1/2 year old will coloring the walls in the next room.
Angella
July 30, 2008 at 7:33 pmEmily just drew on our floors with chalk, and she’s three months behind, age-wise.
If we ever got the two of them together? SHAZAM! We’d be toast.
Michelle
July 30, 2008 at 7:53 pmEndust will take the crayons off the wall – for reals, it seriously works! Happy birthday to Wito!!! Is it me or is Pawwwla Deeeen adorable – hunky sons aint so bad either :o) PS – Haven’t done anything with my hair yet from my HT. I did color it, and it turned out good…I PROMISE to send pics with a new style – I know, I know, you check your email every hour on the hour looking for my pictoral update, you know, b/c it’s…Just. That. Important.
Hang in there with your twosie :o)
Jora
July 30, 2008 at 8:55 pmOh dear. Poor Wito. Poor you! I don’t know if you saw this post of mine, but this is what you (may) have in store: http://domesticreflections.blogspot.com/2008/07/trouble.html.
Sleepynita
July 30, 2008 at 9:29 pmBe happy that you have avoided the terrible two’s until now. The Dictator started them at 19 months, all I can do is hope that it means I will be done by 2/5 years old…..
Now I have heard three is worse then two. Gah! Hold me.
Kaili
July 30, 2008 at 10:06 pmTerrible twos look hilarious in pictures. But SO mot fun in real life!
Aww Paula dean and her sons, so cute! Have you seen the boys’ travel show? It’s good.
Assertagirl
July 30, 2008 at 10:10 pmhahaha that first one made me laugh…not the fact there was a tantrum but the caption you wrote. Life’s really tough, sometimes, isn’t it?