" You can do sidebends or situps..."

I'm sitting on the couch with a q-tip in each ear. This is obviously not something that HAS to be shared but get a mental picture and have a good laugh. This year has been the worst year of my life for allergies and both the kid and I have suffered with itchy ears,runny noses and coughs for a better part of the year it seems. So because of the itchy ears, I will often walk around my house with q-tips sticking out of my head and pray to God the Zrytec kicks in soon. MOVING ON.

My child only hit one kid today! HA. I'm actually quite thankful for the decrease in numbers because another day of walking into daycare and hearing what an aggressive child I have would just be the icing on the cake. I still had to take away his library privledges for the day but I think I'm getting closer to having a non violent 2 year old.

Favorite moment of the day? Kenny grabbing my face and kissing me repeatedly then yelling " HIGH FIVE!" while throwing his hand up in the air. I laughed so hard which only encouraged his jumping enthusiastically on the couch even more. Then he started dancing and doing a shimmy with his shoulders....I about fell off the couch from laughing. Then immediately wondered what they were listening to at his daycare and which little girl to thank for teaching my son the shimmy....or whatever it's called. I swear I walked in to pick him up from daycare one day and heard " Baby Got Back playing in the background...like a kids version. WTF. Because really...I could think of about a gazillion different songs that are actually appropriate for 2 YEAR OLDS then a sexually explicit song like "Baby Got Back". Let's not get me started. Peace out yo.

"This too shall pass"

Kenny has entered a new stage of The Two's and this stage is not so easily dealt with like it was in the beginning. His daily routine changed a few months ago due to some setbacks in my life and I slowly began to see some changes in him. His attitudes began to get worse, and he began to act out at every opportunity. The teachers at his daycare for example, started telling me more frequently that he was hitting other children and not responding to their methods of discipline ( which is basically none btw ). Well, hitting his friends has escalated to hitting children he doesn't even know. He whacked a little girl at church this morning across the face with a bag of grapes and I about lost my mind. Yes, the child is two. Yes, this is a normal stage ( so I've been told ) and " this too shall pass". Well, as I told my friend today, he better pass it soon because he won't have much of a butt left if he doesn't. Parenting is one of the hardest, if not THE hardest job anyone can ever take on. Single parenting is even harder. Because while I try my best to instill all aspects of discipline, love, firmness and all that good stuff, there are some things that I can't handle like a daddy can. All Kenny's dad has to do is look at him and he stops whatever he is doing. But when he's with me it's the complete opposite. I say up, Kenny says down. I say stop and he keeps doing it. I spank him and it's like it doesn't even phase him. What the heck dude? I guess I now understand when my parents said " just wait till you have a child of your own....then you'll understand." Yeah...I understand alright. I understand the importance of nap times, earplugs and chocolate. Oddly enough, after battling the will of my little hooligan all day and hearing nothing but " Mommmmmy juuuuuice! * pout * or " Mommmmmy watch teeeeeeeeeeeveeeeeeeeeee" * POUT* he was a joy 30 min before bedtime and we had a great time tickling and being silly. It's the 30 minutes of joy that help make the 23.5 hours of strongwills and whining bearable. Children are a blessing, and moments with them are fleeting. Pretty soon he won't want to have anything to do with me or tickling my belly button.....so I guess I better suck it up and take the good with the bad. It's just one of those days I guess....nothing that some chocolate and Detective Stabler won't cure...Law and Order here I come.