Teaching this OLD dog new tricks. Thanks kid!

Hi everyone!!!

Sorry I have been so busy lately but it doesn't help that GEOFF BOUGHT A PACK OF GUM.

Yeah.

So, if you just joined me, THIS is what happens when Geoff chews gum.

Yesterday:

Me- "Babe, WHAT is in your mouth?!"

Him- "Ummmm..."

Me- "Just WHERE did you get that from? Who gave it to you?!"

Him- "I bought it myself."

Me with hand cupped under his chin. "Okay, now spit it out."

Him after spitting gum into my hand- "You win."


As you can see things just keep getting busier around here but, but, BUT-

I wanted to tell you guys about Sawyer's new trick. Ready? You are going to get a kick out of it, love it, really, you will.

Sigh.

Sawyer knows what he wants, can communicate pretty decently what he does and does not want. When he does not get what he wants, he is not a happy boy. So, the other day I was shaving my legs because I hear three inch long leg hair is not in style right now (Weird, right?) and I hear Goeff yelling for me to 'COME HERE!!!'. Didn't he know that I just lathered and was ready to swipe? I asked him to hold on and he was like, "No, RIGHT NOW!" Rude, no?

"Babe, one sec!"

"It's an emergency, RIGHT NOW!"

Since I have been with Geoff, I have never heard the 'E' word. I ran out and found a limp and blue one year old in Geoff's arms. I knew instantly what happened and yelled Sawyer's name sharply while running over to him as Geoff was shaking his arm and telling him to wake up.

Right as I got there he opened his eyes and started breathing. Color came back to his face, his lips and he looked scared out of his mind. I held him, kissed him, was sooo happy that my boy was breathing. He breaths, yes, BREATH, glorious breath. Sawyer was exhausted in my arms, and Geoff told me what happened.

Yes folks, meet my son Sawyer who knows how to throw an excellent tantrum. Turns out Geoff wouldn't let Sawyer pound on the keyboard, Sawyer got upset, cried and held his breath until he passed out The annoying part is, it works. He becomes upset, tries to kill himself and we all give him love afterword. He isn't even TWO yet and he's got manipulation down. Awesome. I predict our life ahead as just, uhhh, awesome. (P.S. This breath holding thing is not uncommon, just be warned.)

Still no diaper bag and in my last post I mentioned throwing a tantrum just to get one before November... any idea what I have in mind???


Love you all!

Peace, love and lungs full of oxygen,

me.