"The Terrible Twos"

If you think this is going to be a post about the fact that my child is almost 2 and is getting to be "terrible" just like all other 2 year olds....you are absolutely incorrect.

If you think this is going to be a post about my "angel" child who is almost 2, and is not terrible like all the other "terrible 2 year olds"....you are completely off track and how dare you think I would be so huge headed that I would think such a thing!!

This post is about my disdain for the term "terrible two". I absolutely loathe this label. It is almost as bad as the term "big boned", sorry to tell all of you... but if you are called "big boned" you are being called overweight.

(Sorry to break it to you!! I know this is a little disheartening, as I have been called "big boned" a few times in my life.)

And if someone comments about your child being in the "terrible two" stage, they are most likely calling your child a misbehaving brat.

Giving a stage of a child's life the label of "terrible" is like giving the child and the parents an excuse to allow their child to be "terrible".

I know this year of Matty being a 2 year old will be hard. I know I will often be at my wits end, I know my child will often get a dirty look from a stranger for misbehaving and I know my friends and family will gasp approximately 146 times this year because of something absolutely appalling that he will do.

BUT...I will tell you one thing I will NOT do; I will not allow him to misbehave and be a brat simply because he is 2. I will discipline him and teach him to behave correctly regardless of his age. I will NOT use the "terrible 2" excuse at all this year. Mark my words people, I will not use his age as an excuse for bad behavior.

I will tell you one thing I cannot promise...I cannot promise that I will not use the "big boned" excuse as to why my jeans do not fit like they did last winter. That excuse never gets old, and people totally believe it, right? Right?

Speaking of fitting in to jeans (or not), isn't this picture funny? Matt and Alaina are staring each other down while they drink out of their sippy cups. What are they thinking?

My juice is totally better than your juice.

I bet I can drink this entire thing without taking a breath.

I can drink you under the table.