Thursday, August 30, 2012

One Tough Cookie

I have four children.  Four very active, curious, energetic, beautiful children.  But I only have one Wade.  And Wade is one tough cookie.

He is cuter than most two year olds, if I do say so myself.  He is funny and already going for the laugh.  He has a mature sense of humor, more like a four year old, and loves to joke about poop.

This summer has been a lot of fun with Wade.  He's sort of, what would you say? Um, bad ass.  Can you say that about a toddler?  Well I just did.  

Wade hangs with the big kids.  He is unafraid.  He is smart.  He potty trained himself.  No lie.  And maybe most importantly, he sat through and loved The Princess Bride.

But, with all this fearless, bad ass-ness comes a few drawbacks.  Turn your back for a second and it's just all kinds of not good.  Take for example the other night at dinner.  I excused myself to use the restroom for a mere five minutes, maybe it was even less time.  While I was gone, Wade had managed to throw his entire plate of rice everywhere.  Everywhere.

Last night, in the time it took me to order a movie On-Demand, Wade ran away and decided it was bath time.
Look at him, he's like "yeah, what? I'm in the sink."
First let me say this, I know he needs a hair cut.  I am not trying to be the Celine Dion of my neighborhood and have the kid that everyone else wishes would get a hair cut.  It just hasn't been a priority in the schedule.  I am not making a statement with Wade's too-long hair.

Even throwing rice or bathing in the sink, the boy is cute.   But the boy is trouble.  

"I need to make sure my older kids are good," I explained to my pal Steph the other day.  "I need Peyton and Lucy to be good kids.  They need to go to youth group at church, go to college and get good jobs.  You know I need people that will bail Wade out of jail when he gets older."

I kid, I kid.  Sort of.  Wade is cute and challenging.  It's going to be an interesting ride being his parent.  The only thing I can tell you that I've learned so far, is that rice is much easier to clean if you wait hours after it's been thrown around the room.  Although, just like glitter, the dried rice has been showing up all over the place and I can't seem to get it all gone for good.

Here's Wade having his kind of "fun" with the big kids the other day.

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  1. Love, love, love reading your blog! Your honesty about motherhood always cracks me up and I find myself nodding my heading agreeing with you! I often look in my rearview mirror and wonder who left their kids in the back of my car and why am I driving a minivan?

  2. someday we're getting our two-year-old honey badgers together. although, quinn and wade together might take over the world while we were peeing. scratch that. ;)