Two years can feel like the shortest time ever as well as the longest. Sometimes it feels like Landin was born yesterday. Other days it seems like he's been by my side for years and years. Either way I feel like I would not be where I am nor the person I am today without him. It's amazing how someone wish such little knowledge of all the things that have taken place in his two years of life can be such a major comfort to someone like me who has been around for 21 years. He can drive me crazy but he can also be the only thing that makes me smile some days. He's my little buddy. My partner in crime. I hope that when he's older we'll have the type of relationship where he feels like not only am I his mother, his protector, his disciplinary but his friend. Someone he can tell anything and everything too. Then again all parents want to be but lines are drawn between the two. Who knows only time can tell right?
So this blog is a way for me to update many of you guys; friends, family that don't get to see him as much. Sure facebook lets me post pictures but doesn't let me get to tell all the funny stories and great moments that are had with this little kiddo.
What's the latest?
Potty training & wheening him off of his "Teta's" which his spanish for bottle....(sigh) Potty training is a hard task. The wheening is just my pure habit of not wanting to hear my baby cry for something and I give in like the sucker he has me for.He does tell me when he has to go which is a gift I think most parents would love their toddler to have when beginning the process. I mean half of it is teaching them what it means to go to the potty. And he's already got that down. Not only does he tell me when he has to go, this week he has begun to tell me specifically "Mom change my diaper." As if I didn't need to be reminded I've put this potty training business off long enough right?
Then there's his "teta" which I guess there is no explanation other than I need to throw out all of his bottles and just let him cry it out. Easier said then done. Landin has always been an angel about bedtime. Since he could hold his bottle on his own we'd put him in the crib and he'd be asleep within minutes. To this day that holds true. But he's two years old and bottles aren't just a good look for him anymore. LoL Actually it's just time he goes on his own without them. But once again I'm a sucker for those tears.
I suppose that's it for the first post.
