We are definately approaching the 'terrible terrific twos'.
He has moved up from screaming....he know throws his body on the floor and looks like he's having a seizure. What to do about it? Ignore him.
I've noticed that if I give him any attention while throwing a fit, it make it way worse.
Another thing he's moved up to: A big boy bed!
After having to get a neighbor to help me pry his legs from the crib bars, I decided it was time to make the switch.
It still looks like his crib so it's an easier transition, but he can still climb in and out. Now he can come wake me up in the morning.
Next up: Potty training. Pray for me!
This is why Daddy doesn't dress him, Mommy does. Has he ever heard of matching socks?
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