My boys

Sam once again has been testing us (me mostly) from the moment he awakes til the moment his head hits his pillow. And even then there is a constant battle of wills. And for whatever reason I have been inconsistant when it comes to threats. These days time-outs are useless. He knows the drill and then continues on doing what he wants. I think the mix of moving, Justin working long hours, settling into a new home, Mattias taking up alot of my time, and Sam just being 32 months old is all contributing to this annoying stage/behaviour. But I think today we are coming out of the annoyance. Sam has been really kissy, huggy, giggly, and has wanted to partake in what I am doing. He normally loves helping out and dancing and drawing and playing with me. Lately if he doesn't initiate it or if he's not in charge of it he doesn't want to have anything to do with it. And what is with toddlers being so fussy when it comes to food? Sam has always eaten any and everything that was put in front of him. Now he changes his mind constantly what he likes and doesn't like. He likes cheese pizza and toast but doesn't like in his sandwich. Hmmm....? I guess he's just trying to have some control in his life.
Mattias on the other hand seems to keep getting easier and easier. He just goes with the flow and LOVES to sleep. I now know for sure that the Lord answered my prayer for a good sleeper! Mattias is also starting to giggle and talks pretty much the entire time he's awake. He loves to eat and is really starting to love the water. He kicks and splashes the whole time. He's also a HUGE fan of Sam's. Everytime I change Mattias' diaper on the change table Sam comes over and kisses him and talks to him. Mattias just stares right at him and smiles. And me being an only child has had to get used to saying, "watch out for your BROTHER!" and other comments refering to Mattias as Sam's BROTHER. Last night Mattias was crying for his last feed before bed and Sam was in and out of his bed well after his bedtime. Justin and I were feeling a little flustered and I looked at him and said, "I think two is plenty!" We just laughed.