My Josh....

My Josh is so cute and fun. My Josh has also entered his TERRIBLE TWOS!!! Wow, he is two already? you are probably thinking, but alas, he is NOT two yet. So this is cause for concern (mostly mine) since I spend the majority of his awake time with him. He has somehow come to believe that every single thing everywhere that he is, belongs to him. When the item that is not his (such as knives from the dishwasher, toilet brushes, and as always the mop and broom) he screams the highest pitched scream EVER.  It echoes throughout the house and tortures my whole street. The other day as we were rushing out the door to school Josh had my blush, because as you know he likes to wear my makeup. When we got home I of course forgot that he had been playing with it and didn't pick it up and put it away. This meant I had to go to church with no blush on Sunday because when I asked Josh "where is mommy's makeup?" He acted like he had no idea what I was talking about. My friends, you might think this is true, how can he remember from 2 days ago where he had something. I thought the same thing, UNTIL Monday morning, he pulled it out of the DVD cabinet and started applying it to his face!!! This morning Josh had his little tykes slide in the kitchen and instead of sliding on it, he was using it to reach things on the counter. Like the coffee pot, which still had some coffee in it.  He got ahold of the wipes and as usual pulled half of them out of the container and threw them on the floor. He convinced Ian to give him some dry cereal in an Easter basket this morning and immediately went into the kitchen to bounce the basket and cause all the cereal to fall all  over the floor! He pulled a bunch of dryer sheets out of the box while I was folding laundry today. He helped me to clean the bathroom, well I cleaned the bathroom and he tried to touch everything he isn't supposed to, like the sponge, the toilet brush and kept yelling CLEANER and trying to grab all the cleaners. He has had a few time outs in his chair, including after he took off all his clothes and diaper and ran through the house naked. It was cute the first time, but after I put his diaper back on and he again removed it and ran into my bedroom and peed on the floor, that was it, off to the chair. I wanted to put his diaper on him first, but couldn't find it. SO I wandered the house looking and couldn't find it anywhere. Can you guess where I found it? IN THE GARBAGE CAN. I can appreciate his desire for cleaning up, except he will hardly ever do it when I ask him to. Like when he took an entire bag of drinking straws and put them all over the house, he would not pick them up. I will admit that he does help to empty the dishwasher almost every day, throws his diapers away, and will put clothes into the washer and dryer and hand me stuff out of the dryer to fold. One final funny story, tonight at dinner Josh's hair was in his eyes, so I said he needed a barrette to keep it out of his hair. (Jeff really nixed that idea) I then wondered aloud" if I put Josh's hair in pigtails and put him in a dress and took him to the kids school, would people know it was Josh??" Josh promptly started yelling "FREAK  FREAK" Kids know way more than we think they do.  Enjoy the laughs, goodnight!