Friday, October 3, 2008

What's that smell? Something rotten, I tell you!

Ohhhh y'all. We have got trouble on our hands here in the buffalo herd.

What do you get when you take one baby with multiple hospital stays, blood draws, a transplant, 2 surgeries, etc ...who now feels better than he has in his entire life.... and then throw in the beginnings of the 'terrible twos'?

Oh my.

We did our best to maintain authority and discipline through it all, and it's a good thing... I can't imagine if we hadn't. But there is only so much you can do, you know?


And this isn't your average flavor of spoiled. It's not worse, necessarily, it's just different. This boy will ask for a drink and then request ice. I rock him to sleep at night and he makes lullaby requests like I'm his own personal jukebox.


No, it's not that he's used to always getting his way (at least not most of the time? eek), it's more like he has been pampered. Oh, and let's not forget he loves to have his feet rubbed with lotion.


Hospital stays always set us back some, as he gets Mama plus another adult all to himself for days on end. And you pretty much take turns finding all manor of things to keep him entertained in that little room. Even then, he still has to obey, but it's just not the same.

So now it's de-tox, reprogramming, baby obedience boot-camp time. We have our work cut out for us. Pray for us my friends. We're gonna need it.

4 comments:

Kimberly Carpenter said...

I feel you! Micah will be two in two weeks. Little fits and rebellion are already creeping in. What's happening to my little well-mannered baby? The reins are being tightened as we speak!

Michelle said...

It seems to be a never ending battle! Emilee is currently in a great 3 yr old stage, but Lauren has entered the 6 year old slightly C.R.A.Z.Y. stage. I will pray though, because 2 is a bad one!

Cindy said...

Oh Sweetie, how I can relate. When my niece was in the hospital having one of her mutliple heart surgeries, I walked up to her bedside and she tells me "I will have a cappacino, please" as if I was a waitress. What did I do?? Go fetch a cappacino, of course. She is 18 now and we are still paying for that coddling we did. But she was worth it as is Alan. :)

Natalie said...

What a devilish grin...I'm sorry I think it is too cute! Probably cause he is not mine right?! Don't worry my Maggie could throw fits that could stop your precious in his tracks! I am scared...very scared!