I hope that we are not the only family that has this problem but around here the terrible twos hit at 18 months. Tyler has kept our life far from boring, in fact I get many heart stopping, sharp-intake- of- breath moments. Raising Tyler has become a family affair. This is what I hear thoughout the hectic days: "Moooom, Tyler is on the piano!" "Moooom, Tyler is in the toilet and someone didn't flush it. It wasn't me!" "Moooom, Tyler is standing on the kitchen table and it looks like he wants to jump!" "You bad boy Tyler. You just wrecked my lego house."
Tyler likes to wear things and most often it is underwear. The other day my brother-in-law stopped by and Tyler came running out of the laundry room wearing a pink underwear. I felt myself blush because I couldn't pass this one off as someone elses:)
Tyler likes to wear things and most often it is underwear. The other day my brother-in-law stopped by and Tyler came running out of the laundry room wearing a pink underwear. I felt myself blush because I couldn't pass this one off as someone elses:)
When I was expecting Tyler I was very sure that it was another boy. That was fine by me but I hoped that it would be a calm boy. I had just come though some very trying times with Andrew (someday I may be able to write about them but it is still too fresh) and I thought that I deserved a rest. Well, Tyler isn't as bad as Andrew was but we are almost there. Bruises, bangs, and bumps I can handle but what I constantly worry about is Tyler's teeth. He has a small, fine face so his teeth seem to be a tad on the large side. I worry that during one of his tumbles, his teeth will get knocked. I have to say that I admire this little guy. He is small but he has a lot of spunk. He has a special grin for when he gets caught doing something that he knows he shouldn't be doing. Despite the extra messes to clean up, scary moments, and wrecked lego, we are all crazy about him!
