Where are photos of his brother? Well, um we don't have any from this last week. 1. he won't let me take any photos, they all look like this.
And 2. it is rare to find him in any other position than a temper tantrum. Okay, I may be exaggerating, but seriously, if we make it from the time he wakes up until 9 AM without a temper tantrum, we consider ourselves VERY LUCKY. Not only is he taking the terrible twos to a new low, he quit going to bed at a decent hour. It is currently 9:27PM and he is pitching a fit in his crib. Ed just looked at me and said, "we are going to have to buy a second crib." I mean we would have liked to move him to a big boy bed by now, but he is no where close to being ready. He would just get right back up and come down here and scream at us.
I did try to poop him out tonight by letting him box with me on the Wii. At one point he was yelling "I am going to knock you down Momma!" I was just trying to burn off some stink, it is 13 below zero and we have to work hard to get that kid moving to tire him out.
There are some sweet moments though. He is very good with his brother. His love is a little rougher than we would like, but he is all about love. He calls his brother "little boy" in a sweet voice and this morning he told me that he needed to go color on the floor so Bay Gam could watch him. Baby Graham loves to watch him play, dance and run around.
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