Caden turned 2 years old 5 days ago. My son is two. I do not know how this is quite possible :). 2 years ago I was on a complete high, completely exhausted, completely in love with my 5 day-old son. Today I am loving life with my entertaining, spunky little two-year old. Wow, incredible.
More on turning two later. I have lots of pics and fun to share.
I have a couple Caden quirps to share before I forget today.
Last night I was washing dishes at the sink in the kitchen (I suppose you could figure out the "at the sink in the kitchen" part on your own.....where the heck else would one clean dishes :)???). Anyhoo, I was on the phone with my aunt washing dishes. Caden had been downstairs with Jared. They came upstairs, and Caden ran past me, whining, and into the dining room. Since I was on the phone I wasn't paying much attention and was hoping Jared would help him with whatever he needed so I could finish on the phone and he would stop crying.
Well anyhoo, he was in the dining room, all-out crying at this point, so I figured I'd better see what was going on. I finished up on the phone, and asked Jared what the heck was going on. Jared had just figured it out.
"He wanted to help you," he said.
"What? Do dishes you mean?" I asked.
Yep. Turns out that little Sweet Potato had gone down the hall to the linen close and got what he thought was a dish towel (pillow case), and went running into the dining room to get a chair to stand on at the sink. There have been a few times that I let him stand up there with me, and he apparently remembered. So his crying started when he couldn't get the chair himself and was in a panick to come help me. What a Sweet Potato. And boy did I feel like Mom of the year, wishing he'd "calm down" so I could finish on the phone.
He just wanted to help. Love him.
This morning Caden had his 2 year well-check at the doctor. Side note.....he was 30 lbs (70th percentile), 36 1/2 inches tall (93rd perecentile)......."Size of a big 3-year-old according to the doctor. Okay, back to my Army General story. We are in the waiting room waiting for our turn to go in. I had sat my purse down on one of the couches. After we sat there a little while, Caden remembered the fish take on the other side of the room and wanted to go look at the fish. I went with him, and just left my purse where it was (mind you, all of 10 feet away, and I could see it).
We were looking at the fish and talking over by the fish tank. We were the only ones in the waiting room at that point. Then a man came in with his little son. After they checked in, they went to sit down. They walked over towards the direction of the couch my purse was sitting on.
They sat down on a seat a ways away from the couch where my purse was. Mr. Caden runs over, grabs my purse, and starts bringing it over to me, "Momma, pess!! Momma, you pess! No momma's pess, Momma!!!".
Yes, Caden, that's mommy's purse. Thank you for bringing it to me. No, they were not going to take my purse, Sargent, sir :). Haha. Seriously. He wanted to make sure that guy wasn't going to take my purse, and make sure he knew it was mine.
Good thing he's watching out for me :). And my purse........and the valuables in it........the cough drops, stale crackers, gum, diaper, and debit card with no money in the account :). Phew, that was a close one. Haha.
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