Jett sported a tie to church today for the first time. I wanted to squeeze him so hard he looked so handsome. He asked me where momma's tie was and I explained to him that daddies and boys wear ties, not mommies. He beamed at the thought that he got to wear a tie like daddy.
And then a half hour into Sacrament meeting I wanted to squeeze him so hard for being such a maniac at church. 2-years old + an hour and a half of church where reverence and quiet is expected = nightmare for mom. I am holding firm to the proposal of a sound proof, padded room where we can listen and see the meeting with small children.
Just a small sample from church today:
Mom: Jett-you need to talk quiet and stop slapping the chair
Jett: (Grabbing my face with both hands) MOM-NO QUIET MOM..YOU SHUSH...DON'T DO DAT MOM.
Mom: Jett-If you do it again we are going in the hallway and you will be in trouble
Jett: NO MOM!....OOOOOO-I tooted!
The fun never ends....

