Here is a confession: Maddux was rough on me between 19 months and 24 months. It was a hard time. Not sure if it was because of my pregnancy and hormones, or because he was seriously as naughty as I remember him being. I cried a lot during those months.
Not fun.
The past two months have been awesome! When I say awesome, I don't necessarily mean that everything is perfect. He still slapped me in the face in front of an old friend at the grocery store, he still plays for hours in his room before falling asleep at naptime, still rips toys out of his friends' hands, still isn't perfect-or close to it, but what kid is, right?
I've just realized lately that I really feel like he has become my little
buddy. We are friends. We play and have so much fun during the day. We went to Target and Rubios together yesterday for lunch and had a blast. He makes me laugh, I make him laugh, we dance together in the car (picture above), play dinosaurs and fix things with his tools, and sometimes (only sometimes) I almost want to skip naptime so we can play more.
When daddy comes home it's a whole different story..."Momma get out!" or "No...No-Daddy read book, no momma!" I guess Daddy is allowed to be his buddy too. :)
But for those 9 hours that we are home together each day, I couldn't be more lucky to be a stay at home mom with my buddy!!
