He's Come Back To Me

He gave us such a run for our money, that Stryder. Thinking back on it, I recall a full year's worth of fairly extreme willful toddler challenge. Many wrinkles were formed, or deepened.
I vow to never botox-I've earned those babies fair and square. They're all mine!
If you've been reading long, or we spend real-life time together, you may remember those days too ;-)
Now, I am pleased to say, this boy once again brings purly joyful joy to his mama and papa. He's potty trained, save an accident here or there. (YES! Cartwheel with excitement then jump up and down for emphasis.) He still puts up a fight every so often, but they are not with the same intensity or resolve as his former, younger self would do (all all all) the time (every every every waking hour). He found his happy! Turned out, it was tied to his emerging vocabulary.
He is most exceedingly glad when he's sitting with us at church as a joining a classroom of his peers is still an absolute NO GO. It's okay. I don't mind like I once did. There is not the desperate need for separation and a break from him as was the case when he was in full naughty, teaching his parents patience and persistence at ALL COSTS mode. He can sit in my lap, snuggle up, and woo me with his gorgeous eyes, long lashes and winning smile every Saturday night for as long as he's little enough to fit. One day, he probably won't be so thrilled to have his mommy hold him. I'll take as much of that as I can get.
Reading Centers. Time to curl up with a good book. Which is code for allow mom several consecutive minutes of peace and quiet : )
Neil and Amanda had a nice visit. I think we partied them out. Was good to have guests to join in the Deutschland festivities. Still no new van. There were some discrepancies in price preference. Will see how they pan out. What will be will be......