Holy Toddler Mood Swings, Mrs. Noah!

Life with a toddler is interesting, to say the least.  You can be chugging along, just fine, eating a snack or playing with a toy - and then suddenly, the whole world is against you and everything falls apart.  Enter: flailing, kicking, screaming child.  And he's not even two yet.

I'm trying very hard to anticipate the things that will frustrate him and try to help him figure out a better solution before he becomes inconsolable.  Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't.  Sometimes I utterly fail.  But I'm at least trying.

And thankfully, there are moments of ridiculous cuteness to get me through the hard days.  I can battle the shriek of "No! No-no-no-no-no!" much more easily when thinking about how he likes to tromp around in my shoes, whenever I am too lazy forget to move them to my closet.

And there are little things that would have to make anyone smile in the midst of chaos.  Like when you look over and spy Mrs. Noah driving the Batmobile. 

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na MRS. NOAH!

Obviously she's overcoming the stereotypes set forth by her manufacturer, so I have hope that maybe - just maybe - we can make it through this toddler stage without too many tears, too many screaming tantrums, or any major catastrophes.

Whoops.  Better run.  He found the fishing line in a toddler-proofed drawer and is unrolling it all over my kitchen!