I can't even begin to imagine our lives without this little terror. As much as I complain and murmer about the stage he's going through right now, I am completely, hopelessly, madly crazy about this little guy. I keep calling him a baby but the truth is, I missed the part where he became a little boy and grew out of babyhood. Weird, but true. I don't remember when it happened or where, one day I looked at a picture I had taken of him and he was a little boy and I seriously cried because I missed him as a baby already.
See, Max has had me wrapped around his chunky little fingers since the beginning. Something about almost losing him made me go overboard in my coddling, mothering and snuggling and it made me a sucker for everything he did...now, almost 18 months later, I am paying for it. He knows exactly what strings to pull to get me to fall for his tantrums, tears and fits. I honestly fall for it everytime. Todd said I am turning this man to mush and he's probably right. He can just be walking around the room happy as can be and if I say: "Oh, did you bonk your head?" He will turn on the drama and the frown and come over to me whining and lay his head on my lap and need a love. So terrible...I'm creating a monster.
But, the truth of the matter is, I think that underneath this exterior of drama is the tender hearted little boy we knew was coming to our home and he is very emotional, despite his daddy's best efforts to toughen him up.
I can't even begin to imagine our lives without this little terror. As much as I complain and murmer about the stage he's going through right now, I am completely, hopelessly, madly crazy about this little guy. I keep calling him a baby but the truth is, I missed the part where he became a little boy and grew out of babyhood. Weird, but true. I don't remember when it happened or where, one day I looked at a picture I had taken of him and he was a little boy and I seriously cried because I missed him as a baby already.
See, Max has had me wrapped around his chunky little fingers since the beginning. Something about almost losing him made me go overboard in my coddling, mothering and snuggling and it made me a sucker for everything he did...now, almost 18 months later, I am paying for it. He knows exactly what strings to pull to get me to fall for his tantrums, tears and fits. I honestly fall for it everytime. Todd said I am turning this man to mush and he's probably right. He can just be walking around the room happy as can be and if I say: "Oh, did you bonk your head?" He will turn on the drama and the frown and come over to me whining and lay his head on my lap and need a love. So terrible...I'm creating a monster.
But, the truth of the matter is, I think that underneath this exterior of drama is the tender hearted little boy we knew was coming to our home and he is very emotional, despite his daddy's best efforts to toughen him up. 
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He's not a baby anymore! He's a TODDLER!
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