Time Out

I've started putting Alex in to "time out" this week. He definitely knows what he is doing when he causes mischief, so it was time for him to start learning consequences. I have to admit it was rather like a segment from "Super Nanny" with all the times I had to keep sitting him back down. He just kept getting back up and running away from the spot, laughing his butt off. After a several times putting him back though I managed to get him to sit for a minute each time. Then he signed "sorry" to me when I asked him to say sorry. We're going to have to keep on him if he's ever going to learn that he doesn't rule the roost. I love his spirit, but wow, he's stubborn and very, very willful.

Nom, Nom, Nom

Alex took it upon himself to grow 4 new teeth last week. His top molars surfaced as well as the two in front of them. He is about to cut the last two on the bottom and my fingers are crossed that my little Bear will be teething-free until his two year molars arrive. That would be about six months of bliss. He bit his brother today... for no reason. When I called my mom to check in she told me that he left teeth marks but didn't break the skin. And when she scolded him (after consoling Brandon), Alex just pouted, sulked and then laughed at her and moved on.

My Bear...