October - the month of chaos

My baby is going to be TWO years old in just three short days. Someone please tell me how that happened. Or how when he is only TWO years old, I feel like he thinks he's six or seven. Getting way to smart and independent for his own good.

Speaking of the two year old, never in my life did I think that I would have to have a calendar to keep track of his activities at such a young age. But my husband came home from preschool with a copy of the October newsletter, and he seriously has something going on every single week. Friday he gets to be "snack leader" - I signed him up since it's his birthday. I bought the birthday Teddy Grahams and am going to portion them out in clear plastic party bags. I wanted ones that had some sort of decoration, which you would THINK would be easy to find, but no .... it isn't. So instead I bought some Mickey Mouse Clubhouse stickers to put on the bags and matching ribbon to tie them shut. Yes, I'm going to be THAT mom. Although I think I decided to skip the juice boxes. He gets to be first in line anytime they have something that requires them to take turns, he gets to help hand out the snacks (thus the bags ... easier to pass out than just sending him with a box of Teddy Grahams), and I think that they give him balloons to take home. Yeah for being two!!

Next week is picture day, then the week after that is I love Fall theme day, followed by farm theme day the week after that, his school Halloween party, and somewhere in there we have tickets to Boo at the Zoo and we're having family photos done. And my husband wonders why I have a whiteboard calendar hanging on our kitchen wall. And guess what?? Next year we can even enroll him in basketball camp at the YMCA! It's no wonder kids these days are on activity overload.

Sidetrack .... my 10-month-old is walking already. And climbing. Yesterday I hear my husband shreaking, telling me to come look. I look out the kitchen door and there are both of my boys standing on top of the coffee table in the corner that is their play area. I ask my husband how the 10-month-old managed to get up on the coffee table. His response ... I don't know. Great. Today he started climbing up the changing table. Heaven help us.