
My little guys are just the cutest! I'm so grateful to be their mother. But my goodness - lately I can't decide whether Teagan loves or hates me. He used to be such a pleasant child, always happy and laughing and smiling. He's still quick to do those things with strangers, but all day long it's the constant crying at my feet or smacking me in the head if I take away the batteries he's playing with or biting me if I try to stop him from smacking me. He's only 15 months! What's all the aggression about, kiddo?! Jacob and I have been thinking that his ears may be bugging him or something. Or maybe he just doesn't like me. All I know is that by dinnertime after all his crying I'm about ready to shut the door and have a good ol' cry myself. He's so cute when he's happy, and he's such a joy to have in my home. While I wouldn't trade him for anything, less crying and whining would be most appreciated. I'm sure he'd be happier too. Hopefully he grows out of this crying-all-the-time phase soon. He's quite smart, though. We've been trying to teach him sign language, but he'll only sign "bath" and "nice". It's my favorite thing when he does it, just as cute as can be to see a little baby signing. Especially when it's my little baby. Although everything is cuter when my kids do it . . .
Easton, my sweet, submissive, easy-to-correct 4 year old, has been such a delight lately. I really like him at this age - I'd keep him right at this stage if it were up to me. He's my buddy. He and Teagan butt heads occassionally. I think they hate sharing me with one another, and Easton was so using to having me all to himself for quite a while. I didn't have to share him with a husband or a brother. Easton is a great help, though. I just adore him and his sweetness. He's a cuddler, and I love it. Teagan is not big on cuddling at this stage in his life, so I'll take cuddles from whichever one will give them to me.

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