The Toddler

"The Toddler" sounds like it could be a name of a superaction movie, a horror flick or a comedy. You decide.

In any case, Andy and I realized today and wondered, when did Ivan turn into such a mischivous, scheming little toddler. These changes, transitions seem so subtle as they are occuring that we're not even aware that he's changing. Yet some time over the last 22 months, Ivan transformed from a baby into an infant into a toddler. It's all happened in front of our eyes, yet we've been too blind to notice it.

He's gotten this mischiveous grin and twinkle in his eye, when he want to do something that he know he's not supposed to, or when he's "gotten us" to do something.

And he's definitely pushing and testing our limits daily and in every possible way.

It's almost funny because he knows quite well what he can and can't touch yet he'll repeatedly go up to shouldn't touch, and while he's touching them he'll say "ne, ne" which is no. So he knows but doesn't care.

A funny, yet irritating, thing he was doing today was he realized that if he drops my cell phone on the floor that sometime the battery get disloged (yes, it's a super old cell phone. The model with the external battery has probably long been discontinued.) So he kept throwing the phone on the floor to make the battery come off, which of course I had to put back together. He wouldn't let go of the phone and although I was telling him not to throw the phone again because I would it away, he still kept throwing it.

In the end, I took the phone away, which caused a major temper tantrum.

It was during this temper tantrum minute that Didi came in this morning. So although my dad was so thrilled to see Ivan, and I know he expected Ivan to be thrilled to see him, Ivan was too busy with his temper tantrum to really give Didi any proper welcoming excitement. Mariposa, on the other hand, was jumping up and down and in circles with joy. I felt really bad for Didi.