I call "bs" on the person who coined the term "terrible twos." That person obviously did not have a three year old. John is a frequent flyer of the time-out chair. It is not uncommon for him to sit timeout two or three times a night. Not to mention the fact that I would like to make an official apology to my mother for every time that I argued with her in the mornings about what I was going to wear. Jeans or no jeans? Too big or too small? Ugh! He is diligently working on listening, not whining, and being more patient. In fact, we are all working on those things. Wish us luck!
Will went to the doctor this week for his six month check up. He is a shrimp, and it is all my short little fault. He is 50th percentile in height and weight. He officially weighs 17lbs. and is 27 in. tall. I fully anticipate his weight to go up since I couldn't feed him the food fast enough last night. He is a roly poly and can move across the room before you even realize it. When he is fully mobile things are going to get really interesting. Right now, his most interesting new trick is this odd grunting sound he makes.
I debated as to what I should put down for the quote of the week. I started The Scarlet Letter with my classes, so I have gotten some interesting comments. At one point, I had them all convinced that the whole plot (married woman pregnant with another man's baby while her husband seeks him out only to make him miserable) happened to a friend of mine. Needless to say, they were thoroughly disappointed to find out it was a book. Anyway, John won out again.
Me: John, who is your girlfriend?
John: Lauren
Lauren's mom: That explains a lot. Lauren was so upset yesterday because she forgot to marry John by the monkey bars.
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