Conversations with Kaleb - Mocos Proper Destination

Kaleb comes up to me with his finger pointed out

Kaleb - "Here Mommy."

Me - "What is it?"

Kaleb - "Its my mocos."

Me. - "No, Kaleb, you put that in the trash."

Kaleb - "No, I need to give it to Mommy!"

Me - "No, thats yucky, you need to put it in the trash."

Kaleb  - "Ok, I just put it back on my face."

*laughter.*

My Two and a Half Year Old is My Kobayashi Maru

Hes starting to become much more... strong willed. 

Hes a runner now. He runs away a lot.

Counting to three isn't a sure thing anymore.

I'm so tired. All the time I'm just so tired.

And then he comes to me and touches my face. He tells me "I love you so much." He holds my hand in the car and begs me to lay down with him at bedtime. 

I'm in a perpetual state of transition from frustration and adoration. 

He is my unbeatable test.