Monday, March 2, 2009

I hope the adoration lasts


So I guess I get it now when young girls say they want to get pregnant so they'll have someone to love them. This is a totally screwed up thing to do. Being a parent is the hardest thing on earth requiring superhuman amounts of patience and self-control. It' s a lameass irresponsible reason to have a baby. But I do get it because really, I hope the adoration lasts. My little man is a gem among toddlers. Yes he can be willful and boy is he B-O-S-S-Y!!! But it's those little moments of unsolicited affection and care for others that just gets me. Like, when he stands behind me on the couch and gives me little backrubs with his tiny little hands. Or, when he holds my hair dryer for me in the morning. I love when he's standing on the counter and we're brushing our teeth together and he drapes and arm over my shoulder and pats me on the back. And it's so sweet how sometimes at night when I'm snuggling him into bed he'll put his blanket over me and say "tuck tuck tuck" as he pats the blanket around me and then grabs my face in his hands and gives me little kisses. Seriously, how damn cute is that?! I know someday, sooner than I will like, he'll be embarassed to be seen with me (a condition I plan on making the most of by the way in terms of all the evil things I'm going to think to do in public) and then he'll be unwilling to talk to me because he'll be a sullen, stinky boy, teenager. But man is he sweet now. This most be how all babies are....makes sense for why more of us don't kill our young! ;)

Sunday, March 1, 2009

The look of an angel...the mind of a devil!!

Sunday is typically the day that Keenan's dad is able to come and visit him. Since he doesn't spend a whole lot of time with him, relatively speaking, he sometimes isn't wise to Keenan's little shenanigans. This is why I found it INCREDIBLY funny tonight when Keenan was sitting on his dad's lap and his dad and I were having a conversation about something and all the while Keenan was sticking his finger up his nose and wiping it on his dad's cheek. I finally couldn't stifle my laughter (and yes I know all that does is encourage them but sometimes it just can't be helped) and decided to let his dad know what he was up to. To his credit he handled it well and proceeded to wipe off his cheek with a baby wipe while I laughed myself to tears behind my book.

Man I love that kid!