My days are filled with a little two year old who only utilizes six of his vocabulary words. Can. You. Play. With. Me? and Why?. At least this is currently how I feel. The truth is, he actually can carry on a pretty normal conversation, using words that sometimes surprise me. But he chooses to mostly use those other six words. All day long. I do play with him, often. But often I don’t. I am cleaning up breakfast. I am cleaning up lunch. I am sitting on the couch nursing the wee three week old who thankfully cannot yet ask “why?” to his mama when she asks something of him. I am running down to change a load of laundry and then getting sidetracked and spraying the rug where I think I smell a faint odor of cat pee. I am checking my email. Writing a blog post. Quickly editing a picture I just took. Trying to steal a second away to jump in the shower, even if it means I have to get out in a minute and a half because the baby is tired of watching his mobile go round and round.

Thank goodness the warm weather is coming. At least with that brings a promise of a little time here and there playing outside rather than the temptation of letting him watch just a little more of a pbs show because he’s asked me for the hundredth time what can we do now? The snow is still on the ground though. Good intentions of going on a walk yesterday turned into a measly six house meander through lumps of snow before we couldn’t get any further down the sidewalk. Some people never shoveled their sidewalks when we got over a foot a few weeks ago. Now it’s just a big icy obstacle.

Brayden threw a few snowballs in my direction and then I coaxed him to go back inside. Carter was waking up. I promised that daddy would take him back out when he got home. Thankfully, he did. We went back inside and he said, what can we do now? I hope someday he will acquire a few independent playing skills of some sort. His birthday is coming up in a few months. That will be at the top of my list for him. Except I’m not sure where exactly I can purchase something like that. I’m pretty sure Toys R Us is out of stock.

Carter seems to enjoy his new pacifier. I’m not sure it’s helping though when it’s time for him to eat. He doesn’t seem to understand that there is a difference between a pacifier and a boob. Hopefully he will figure it out soon. Getting him to sleep without the pacifier is a little difficult, and getting him to eat without a boob is even harder.

Overall though, we are quite content with our life these days. Sure, we’d appreciate a little more sleep and a consistent routine, but we’ll get there. One day at a time. That’s what we are told anyways.