Patience. To some of you that know me, this will not come as any big shock. Patience is a virtue, and one that I obviously do not posses. A car doesn't immediately go after a red light and I want to honk at him. Davis screams, and frankly, sometimes I want to scream back. Don't worry, I contain myself.
Boundaries & Space! How is it that Davis can play by himself, but once I sneak off to use the restroom, he is mysteriously there. Really? Can I pee in peace? Nope, not going to happen.
A Laundry Genie. With all of the inventions out there today, I would love to rub a little lamp and laundry be done. Finished. Ca put! Davis is getting in that phase where he wants to help all the time. While I embrace this, it doesn't help so much when the laundry is folded and he comes running across the house with all of my clothes. So maybe the Genie should put it away, too.
Motivation after 7pm Around Davis' bath time and bedtime, the lazy bug comes over me at full force. There could be a pile of laundry or something to do for work, but do I want to do it? NO! I have the lazy bug and all I want to do is relax and sit my butt on the couch and be worthless. I know, this sounds so enticing. But trust me, it is!
The want for Davis to grow up. I am not by any means a Cher fan. Here lately, I keep replaying 'If I could turn back time' over and over in my head. Despite the fits and tantrums, he is so darn cute and I want to bottle this age up and keep it in my pocket forever. He is so much fun to play with and interacts so well right now. With everything he is learning and watching him grow, he is still my little baby. So please, just stay little for a little longer. That's all I ask!