Aunt Camilla requested more pictures of jr., so here they are. After I uploaded them, I realized that he isn't wearing clothes in any of them. Although he is wearing a hat in the last two (the hat is from his fave pen-pal, addie) so that should count for something. I really do put clothes on him-- quite often, in fact-- but you're just going to have to take my word for it.
p.s. he really is a sweet boy, regardless of my previous post. please forgive me (jr.) for venting!!
p.p.s. Camilla, I told jr. about your recommendation that he attend diaper boot camp. he didn't reply. I don't know what that means, but maybe you should buy him something just in case. or buy his parents something... that might work too.
This morning jr threw a tantrum for almost an hour. What started it all? His mean mommy said it was diaper-change time. So it was a standoff-- a draw-- a battle. Who would bend first? Unfortunately for him, his mommy is even more stubborn than he is. Maybe that's where he gets it from.... hmm...
So we've all heard that the terrible two's are a big tantrum time, and some say that age three is the worst, but if this is the case, why has my son been throwing tantrums almost since the day he was born?? Is he just getting it out of his system? Will he be a perfect angel baby when he hits 18 months? I'm not saying he's a bad kid-- he is just really loud and passionate about getting what he wants and always has been! When he's happy he's really happy, and when he's mad he's really mad. Let's just hope he's over it by the time he's a teenager...
Here's his after-tantrum face. His eyes are so red from crying... poor guy!
Luckily, jr doesn't hold grudges and was back to his charming little self soon after!
(Due to some voter fraud, the results may appear a bit skewed. Before the known case of voter fraud the votes were at 13 for Boy and 24 for Girl. I suppose we will never know the true results, but we will know the true gender.)
The above is jr. bragging about how awesome he was at church today. Not only did he sit all the way through sacrament meeting, but he didn't leave sunday school either. Woo-hoo! (Please don't ask about the third hour. Thank you.)
sharing his corn chex with elmo. unfortunately for elmo, he took the chex back and ate them a few minutes later. nobody's perfect.