LB has figured out how to throw fits. If I take away something he's playing with, or if I close a cabinet so he doesn't take everything out of it, he immediately puts his head on the ground and kicks his legs and starts crying. *sigh* AND, he's realized that he can make really loud screaming noises, so it's getting more complicated to bring him places.
I volunteered to wrap presents at the NEX for a fundraiser for our FRG. I brought LB with me, and he was good. He sat in the stroller, or played with the other ladies, or drank his bottle. He only fussed around noon when it was time to go and about an hour past naptime. Not bad. But this afternoon in the commissary, that cute baby turned into a little toddler monster. He wasn't throwing a fit, but boy was he screaming, just because. He'd smile and shriek, then smile and shriek.
And he's such a boy. His favorite thing to do is make a mess, or destroy something, or hit something. Right now, I'm listening to him rattle the blinds and smack the glass. Sometimes I get a little bit of the cute baby, but lately it's been more mischievous toddler. I guess we're just entering a new phase. :)
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