Rawr!

So we went from this:

To this:

 To finally, this:

 All in a period of about 30 minutes. Evidently it was the pants that he really hated. And the head.   But really?  Who knows.  As his teacher said of him this week "He is mad at everything".     That pretty much sums it up.  He goes from just pissed off at life to happy as a clam in a span of seconds, leaving us having no idea what the HELL is going on.   (More than usual, I mean).  So far, 17 months has been somewhat challenging for us.

He does have his first cold of season (suh-weet!), but he actually seems to be fighting it fairly well this time around, rather than sending us straight to the doctor for antibiotics like every little thing last year that he couldn't kick on his own.

All in all, I think he's just an emotional "spirited" child, and maybe that will turn into a good thing.  Right now it can be frustrating, but when he's happy, he is so silly and full of it that we can't stop laughing at him.  We are hoping as he learns to say more, he will be happier, thus making EVERYONE happier!

Happy Halloween!
Damn you,  Baby Ruth bars!