YEAH!

Our children all discover at the wonderful age of 2 that if they act out in sacrament meeting they will be promptly taken out into the hall so others in the meeting can enjoy an hour of the spirit. Once these 2 year olds are taken out into the hall they discover that they can run, giggle, and get the hallway all wet from the drinking fountain. This week my 2 year old thought that this was going to be the case... Until mom took him out and made him sit on her lap and let him cry. (I  apologies to all those that could hear him scream his head off during the meeting) He then thought that it would be best if he was safe with his father sitting in the chapel. He was still whimpering but had no notion of acting out and being contained on moms lap in the hall. Once sacrament meeting was over he leapt up onto his feet and began to Clap with much enthusiasm! Then begain yelling as loud as he could "YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!" the more he cheered the more happy he was with the thought that it was over. overwhelmed he started to cry. still clapping and yelling "YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!"
     I don't know if the containment had a positive reaction or if I messed with kids emotions. he may never want to go to sacrament meeting ever again and may be content with nursery for two hours. but we will see what happens next week.

life of a stay at home mom, and some other stuff.

I love my life as a stay at home mom! I would not triad it for anything in the world. William is one little clown and I laugh almost daily at his spirit.  He is now 18 months old and shows it.  His vocabulary is limited but he still seems to find a way to let me know what it is he is trying to get across.  His words include, Dad, mom, dog, fish, ball, and I can’t.  Here are just a few stories…

          Last month William was getting cranky and needed snuggles with a bottle.  I told William “get your bottle and come here” at first he looked at me like a deer in head lights, I said again, “William where is you bottle” (it was right next to him on the floor) he shrugged an I don’t know shrug. I rolled my eyes and said “William bring me your bottle!” he then replied “I CAN’T.”  That was my first argument with my son.
         
          My next story happened today at about noon. I was in the living room doing some homework when my little bug comes walking out from his bedroom without a diaper. He then says “mom!” points to his man business and says “Ball” I could not help but laugh and call his father and let him know that his son is indeed learning his body parts. It made for one bashful momma and one proud daddy.

Keep it up little William!