Reality Check

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September - 14 months old

Today, I finally decided to cut his hair and he threw a tantrum, he began throwing plastic bowls out of the cupboard, I hope I wasn't like that when I was a kid. Do you have any experience with this?

"You are not this stubborn after me, that's for sure." 

He kept throwing bowls at me until I dropped the scissors.

"That is definitely your child, trust me." 

I heard Darlene laugh behind me, she put her things down on the table and walked up to me. 

"When did I ever say you didn't have to knock anymore?"

"Hey! I took care of you while you were brewing him up, I deserve not to knock, I pretty much lived here." She pointed at the still furious kid. 

"I guess you'll never stop eavesdropping either huh? Won't you help me with him since you're here, this was your idea after all." 

I handed her the scissors. After about a half-hour of struggling, he finally gave up and let us cut his hair.

"Yeah, let's not do that for another year." 

"Oh shut up, it wasn't that bad. Or I'm just used to it since you were like that too. At least he has nowhere to run like you did." She laughed at the memory.    

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November - 16 months

He really wanted to come with me to walk Flipper, but he starting to act like a little rascal, he's thrown several tantrums and he's really needy. Yesterday he was playing with Flipper and pulling on her fur, he's starting to get on my nerves. And today he started playing in the mud after it rained even though I told him not to, now I have to give him a bath. *Sigh*

I took him into the bathroom and undressed him, as soon as he could, he bolted for the door and began running around the apartment. Oh my god...

"Baby, come on, get back here." 

He giggled while running butt naked on my mattress.

"Alexander! Stop it!" Right away, the use of his full name made him stop, he knows I'm not joking around. 

I took him back into the bathroom, this time locked the door behind me and put him in the tub. 

"Dada."

"What, Baby?" 

"In!" He slapped the water, making some of it fall on the floor.

"What?" 

"Dadi in!" 

"Did you just call me daddy?" 

"In! In! In!" He kept slapping the water. 

"Alright. You want me to get in the bath with you?" 

"Yea!" 

This kid... I undressed leaving on my boxers and got in the bath with him. 

"Happy now?"

He nodded vigorously.                    

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January - 18 months

For the third time this week, Alex woke up early in the morning, somehow got out of his crib and came to wake me up.