It’s 2:45AM. I’ve been asleep for two hours. I hear the familiar call from a tiny man, “Mommy! Mommy!’ I’m in his room before I open my eyes.
I get him milk, his Thomas Trains and put him back to bed.
It’s 6:00 AM and I hear the familiar call from a tiny man, “Mommy! Mommy!” I’m in his room before I open my eyes.
I pick him up hoping to give his sister a few more minutes of sleep. He asks for milk. I turn to get him some.
He starts screaming.
It’s 7:00 AM and he’s still screaming.
Finally, having had enough of this, I coax him in to eating a banana and watching LIttle Einstines so I can get the family ready to go.
It’s 7:45 AM and the family is ready to leave. I get the tiny man’s shoes and he yells, “TRY! TRY!” which is short for “I’ll do it you mother fucker!”
I let him try.
He screams out of frustration, “HELP! HELP” which is short for “why are you just standing there watching me you mother fucker!”
I coax him down the stairs. I attempt to take his hand. “TRY! TRY!” which is short for “fuck off.”
I walk a few stairs down and he yells, “UP! UP!” which is short for “why are you leaving me here, hold me now mother fucker!”
It’s 8:20 and I’m dropping him off at day care. I have a full schedule of deadlines, meetings, phone calls and deadlines. I turn to leave. He lunges at my legs. I pick him up, kiss him, whisper in his ear, “I love you even if you are two.”
I walk away missing him. Even if he’s two.
12 guests here now.
Awwww….how sweet. Two is a wonderful age. A huge challenge, yes, but full of so many wonderful rewards. My girls are 4 and 6, and I love these ages as well, but there’s something magical about when they’re little, and I’ll always remember them like that and smile.
By Momma Sunshine on 2009 07 08
We do love them and their crazy personality shifts- don’t we?! Hopefully, they love us too in spite of ours.
By Michelle M. on 2009 07 08
By perksofbeingme on 2009 07 08
I can so relate. My two year old was so much slower with his language development that we both were easily frustrated with our inability to communicate, on top of all the other fun stuff that comes with him being two. Over the last two months, however, two important developments have taken place: he’s learning more words and he’s become incredibly affectionate. So now he hands me his ball, gives me a snotty, slobbery kiss, and says “I lub you,” expecting me to take it before he snatches it away and says, “Gimme dat. Mine!” :D Hey, at this point, I’ll take whatever I can get.
By EmmieJ on 2009 07 08
This is the sweetest thing I have read in awhile. I love love love it.
By Jen on 2009 07 08
I could have written this post (if I was a good writer), as it describes exactly what has happened with my daughter the last 12 hours. The only difference is she’s not quite yet two, and instead of shoes it was the carseat buckle.
By Heather on 2009 07 08
so TRUE! They are so adorable yet such a pain in the ass!
and then we forget all of this (maybe?) with one of their high pitched squeaks of “luv you mommy”
By workout mommy on 2009 07 08
What a great post. What a super cute boy!
By AmazingGreis on 2009 07 08
How could you not love that face?! He is adorable.
By Friglet on 2009 07 08
What a wonderful post. I love it when people are able to capture an aspect of parenting so clearly..
By Rachael on 2009 07 08
Now that I’m entering the Threes, I think I might be missing the Twos. (Punch me in the face right now.)
By whoorl on 2009 07 08
Adorable. Although, I may not ask the stork to drop one off until he/she’s 3…
By TexasRed on 2009 07 08
Oy oy oy! I can’t handle the cuteness! And, totally get this. TOTES! ‘Specially the “short for ‘Fuck Off’” part!!!!! #snort!
By Haley-O on 2009 07 09
Right there with ya, babe. xoxo
By VDog on 2009 07 09