This morning I was greeted by this site about an hour into my day. M was playing and babbling and generally sounding like he normally does in the morning. I was in the kitchen cleaning up. I heard him behind me, turned around and saw this. I actually had the camera around my neck. I have an entire sequence of M and the underwear. He has a thing for laundry. Particularly laundry that he has taken out of the laundry basket. Usually it's one of my tanktops but today he outdid himself. I spent a good 5 minutes laughing while he took them off of his head and tried to put them on the dog. Our dog Mokey is so relaxed she just laid there while he stuck underwear on her head. Thankfully he gets bored with the laundry quickly so I didn't have a big mess on my hands.

How is it that he goes from this smiling lovely little boy to toddler demon by the afternoon? I think that waking from his nap is a trigger for a personality switch. Mornings are fun and happy and afternoons are whiny, screaming, stomping messes. Obviously it's not like that all afternoon but boy it sure feels like it some days. know it's simply a stage he has to go through and I try not to coddle him too much or give in to his tiny dictator demands. He needs to figure things out on his own and learn how to problem solve. I'll admit though I'm not above a little TV if it means a happy kid. I actually have some recorded episodes of Play with Me Sesame just for those unbearable moments when I can not take one more second of his crazy little toddler world. So, thank you Sesame Street for having this lovely half hour show so I can regain my sanity and take on the rest of a day.