Why is living with a 19 month old (almost 20 month old) akin to being a part of a WWE Smackdown? Because everything is a constant battle. High rewards, I tell you, but maximum effort has to put out. With each new month, I'm amazed by how much this kid learns. He says so much! New words include (but are not limited to) "apple" (which also means pumpkin, strangely enough) "I poop" (generally used completely inappropriately) "pee pee" (note the emphasis on potty talk) and as of today "Ocar" (for Oscar the Grouch). When he wakes up in the morning, he immediately asks for Dora, which is frustrating, because what does Dora do for him? Does Dora make his breakfast and bring him milk? I'm not bitter or anything. However, I digress.
Because Hayden is becoming somewhat self sufficient (yay for using a fork or spoon to eat!), he now gets extremely frustrated when you won't let him do things for himself. Like change his diaper. I swear, changing this kid's diaper is an epic battle. There is screaming and much gnashing of teeth involved. He rolls around and tries to throw himself off the changing table. He tries to grab what's IN his diaper, and then gets extremely agitated when you tell him "no." Seriously, changing this kid's diaper is taking years off my life. So, I tried to come up with a diversion. One is a Dallas Cowboy Star key chain that he likes to hold. He asks for the "Star" and that usually keeps him happy. Until he throws it on the floor. He also likes to hold his Little Noses Saline drops. Which he promptly tries to stick up his nose. It's funny that he knows where is goes, but at the same time I feel like a trip to ER is coming because he's going to jam it too far up there!
Naps are also World War III level battles. Good lord. I had to call Clark for back up today, because it was taking waaaaay too long to nap.
Hayden is so pumped that we're still talking baseball in October. First, he just loves to say "bayball" so this it's an added bonus that the Rangers are still playing baseball. I keep telling him to pay attention, because there's a chance Hayden will be in middle school before this happens again. Hayden will be wearing his Ian Kinsler shirt tomorrow to school (it's lucky) and will be cheering of Cliff Lee tomorrow until his bedtime.
This weekend we head to Waco for Hayden's second Baylor Homecoming. We're so excited! In the meantime, enjoy this picture of Hayden loving on Sophie. :)
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