Popsicles! No more twin pops!

I think every parent is either frightened or delighted at the thought of having a child who is JUST like they were. I am VERY frightened about it! No- not Swayzee, Maddux! This is why:

The other night he and I were eating popsicles on the front porch. His popsicle started to drip down his hand. Boy-did he let that popsicle have it!

"PO-SICLE!! You DO NOT drip on me!! You go to time out RIGHT NOW!!"

He then proceeded to cry and stomp around in a little circle because his hands were sticky! (That would be the "Lacee" coming out! The sticky part I mean- not the tantrum! Haha we all know the truth!)

After I wiped his hands off, he freaked out yelling at the popsicle AGAIN because it fell off the stick. "You get BACK!! ON!! the stick PO-SICLE!!!!*#*#&*" There were no swear words-only his little face turning bright red, lips pursed, and elbows locked with clenched fists by his side!

We will be eating otter pops from now on!


Hope some of you get a smile from this! I sure did!

Labor Day 2009: Thank you Onion Days for giving us something to do on Labor Day! Bones and Maddux enjoying a great parade!