It’s kind of crazy how Christmas completely snuck up on me this year. I’m sure I’m not alone in saying this, but this year, I’m so not ready.
No, really, I just put away our light-up pumpkins yesterday. Per usual, I’m always on the ball.
You’d think with the lack of blogging and no updates over here, I’d get some of that stuff accomplished!
So, what HAVE I been doing? Let’s see…besides negotiating my sanity while prying a sometimes-tempermental two-year old off of the ground and catching Evil Kneivel before he leaps off of the couch HEAD FIRST, I haven’t been doing much.
Who has the time or energy to do anything after all of that?
Certainly not me.
So, there you have it. I’ve been in a slump. Now that we’re knee-deep with being Two, things have been tricky.
I know I’m not the first or last to endure the “Terrible Twos,” but it’s tough. (By the way, I freaking hate the term as much as the phase itself.)
Thank goodness the good moments outnumber all the temper tantrums and mischief. It’s really not ALL that bad, but Mondays are so much more difficult, especially since we’re still reeling from being spoiled after being in Va. for two weeks. (Thank you, Lola!!) After being together non-stop all weekend and then going back to just the two of us, Jack acts out at times, perhaps because he misses his dad.
In reality, things COULD be worse, but man, I’m exhausted both physically and mentally. Two is kicking my ass.
Thank goodness for quiet time with ice cream and my computer.
When he isn’t busy driving me to the crazy house, Jack is so much fun. As usual, we spend our days singing, dancing and playing music. Remember how I mentioned he was spoiled while in Va? Well, Uncle John caved into Jack’s current obsession with guitars and gave him his Christmas present early. Since John works in the warehouse at Guitar Center, he took advantage of his discount and got Jack a real guitar, the Laguna Little Brat.
So, yes, when we watch our shows now, we’ve added his acoustic guitar accompaniment. It’s hysterical!
I know he’s only two, but this kid really has a penchant for music. Yeah, he loves trains and cars, but nothing quite compares to music. Of all of his toys, his keyboard, bongos and guitar get the most wear and tear. As we’re learning our alphabets and numbers, I’m compelled to start teaching him music theory, too. (So I say…)
It was funny, over Thanksgiving, a few relatives came over to mom’s house and noticed Jack rocking out on one of his guitars there. My mom was explaining Jack’s love for music, and how she remembered him dancing crazily to Tchaikovsky‘s Waltz of the Flowers on HBO’s Classical Baby before he could even crawl. Mom went on to tell our relatives that she thinks Jack’s love for music has grown even more after attending various live shows.
I’m so excited to see his love for music flourish. I have a lot of friends that are all into putting their kids into sports as soon as they can, but me, I’ll take the kid to as many kiddie rock shows as I possibly can.
I guess this is when I start brushing up on my piano playing and You Tube a few guitar tutorials for myself?
Of course, as soon as we grow out of the uncontrollable tantrums, provided I don’t go crazy before then