Jaxon

In the 4 year gap that I last wrote this blog, I had another kid.  I had to try one more time for that boy, and lucky for me I got him.  We love him to pieces, but man does he give us a run for our money!  It is now very clear to me how different girls and boys are...other than the obvious indicators:)  He has us all wrapped around his little finger at almost 2 1/2 years old.

Let me start by saying that since the day he was born, he has been a life size doll for Sydney and Lizzy, and that hasn't really changed. They take such good care of him; probably better than I do sometimes, so we know he always has someone looking out for him.  The trouble is, when we tell him no, he goes directly to Sydney or Lizzy and says, "mommy yes", or "daddy yes", meaning we gave him permission to have them give him what we already told him no to.  He definitely knows how to work the system.  I also have no problem admitting that he is more than 100% spoiled.  I swear, this kid gets whatever he wants.

As far as whatever he wants goes...he wants candy.  That's all he ever wants...specifically Starburst.  He wakes up in the morning with candy on the brain. He cries because he doesn't want breakfast, lunch, and dinner, because he wants candy.  Don't worry...he's finally gotten to the point where he will eat his meal just to get Starburst.  But you better believe, if we ever need him to be quiet, he has a Starburst in his mouth, either that or an entire box of Lucky Charms so that he can pick out all of marshmallows and leave the rest behind.  I'm hoping this candy phase comes to an end soon because it's really excessive and that's really bad parenting on my part for even having it in the house. Admitting it is the first step, right? Too bad Santa bought him a ridiculous amount of Starburst to last a lifetime.  He sat on Santa's lap at the mall and told him very clearly that he wanted Starburst and was very proud of himself.

I could literally go on and on about Jaxon.  For example, he follows me around like he's attached to my hip.   He always wants to be near me, and if he's not with me, he's with the girls. And for this reason, he REALLY needs to have a play date with some boys his age.  He is constantly putting on my makeup, wearing the girls underwear, flat ironing his hair, playing barbies or American girl, and basically ever thing that I will be able to make fun of him for when he's older. Just wait until his Bat Mitzvah montage...we have some good ones already!  It was only a matter of time before the girls started putting dresses and bows on him.  He begged me the other day for nail polish.  He drove me so crazy that I gave in.  I only painted two nails though!


These pictures are only beginning!  As I said, he's a true character...