And I break into my country-girl-goes-gangsta talk.
So, my apologies.
It is a new year. And I am hopeful. I keep fingers crossed that 2012 may hold another pregnancy for me-- if it's God's will! And if it doesn't-- I'm still going to keep having a smile on my face, and I'll still be running, at peace and joyful. I have more blessings than I can list or count.
One being this silly toddler who has gotten some major attitude lately when not getting his way. As in, high pitched scream kind of fit. Whoa. One moment he's laughing and giggling and acting silly and the next-- it's like his world is upside down because you asked him to go change his diaper or eat his breakfast. Don't let anyone tell you a 16 month old (and even much younger) doesn't know what they want!
Oh-- any another major milestone to document. "N.O."-- yep, Cubby knows that sweet word now and uses it. The first actual use happened Tuesday morning when we had his BFF over (a boy 3 weeks older) who usually is the Alpha dog of their play time. Except when the BFF tried to stand on the little wagon my guy was pulling-- my sweet Cub started yelling "No, no, no, no, no, NOOOOOO!" Let's just say the other boy was off the wagon in a Hot Second! That's my boy! : )
(Don't call CPS-- I am ducking back behind him holding on to him.)