I'm not sure if the haircut was inspired by the behavior or the behavior was inspired by the haircut. But for about a week around the time I gave Ike a mohawk he acted like a bratty two year old. Throwing tantrums, crying if the littlest thing upset him. I seriously thought I was going to loose my mind. But I must have done something right because after about a week he kind of snapped out of it. He still throws little ones or does the hands up back arch when he's not happy but nothing like that week. He's been the sweetest little boy up till now. Then Jason had to go and say 'maybe Ike is just always going to be perfect', then a couple days later it started. Thanks alot Jason.
I think I have my sweet boy back now, knock on wood.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
A week of being a two year old
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Happy Thanksgiving
soiu bbbbbbbbbbb this post is half Ike and gr,k luhkl
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Dino Museum
Monday, November 17, 2008
Coolest Happy Mail
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Giddy Up, Giddy Up, Giddy Up Yee Haa!
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
I'm gonna knock you out
I figure if I just have Ike where a hoodie everyday till his black eye goes away people will think he's a little boxer instead of an abused child.
What happened? Oh yeah, people keep asking me and I keep forgetting that my sweet little boy has a big shiner. Well he crawled up on my magazine rack Saturday night and fell off hitting his big wooden toy on the way down. Ryan and I both watched him do it. He actually didn't cry for that long and then fell asleep pretty soon after it happened. (and stayed asleep, I'm thinking of adding it to his nighttime routine). He got a balloon out of it from a nice lady at Smiths who felt sorry for him. He seems to be a quick healer so hopefully it will be gone soon.Monday, November 3, 2008
Little Stinker Dinker
I was frosting some Halloween cupcakes and Ike kept trying to climb up on me and then cry when I wouldn't pick him up so I put him in his highchair next to the table to watch while I frosted them. I found a cute design online for the cupcakes and had to run downstairs to remind myself what they looked like. While down there I checked my email and was starting to reply to when when I had a feeling like Ike was probably out of his highchair on on the table eating all the cupcakes. So I ran back upstairs to find this...
He was so happy when I found him how could I be mad. He ate half of one and was onto his second when when I got there.






