My sister and nephew are visiting from CA. Their 3 week visit started last week and it’s been an interesting week so far. Having a 2 year old in the house has made things much more lively around here. Even the dog seems extra alert.

So 2 year olds are interesting little beings. It’s like the purest form of a human being. They don’t really know anything, simple things are exciting, talking is used but rarely understandable. There is a very smart man just waiting to grow up in Danny.

He loves to swim, except he doesn’t know how to. He’ll jump face first, wiggle a bit and someone will pull him above the water so he can breath. Had to remind him a few times to close his mouth when he jumps in. You do things for so long you don’t ever remember learning the seemingly obvious stuff.

Dealing with a 2 year old also brings out the authority in you. Not just keeping him from hurting himself (jumping down stairs, the dog knocking him over, running into furniture, choking on food because he tries to put too much into his mouth), but in hostage like negotiation. Danny likes to think everything is his “that’s mine” and is very impatient. I was an impatint bastard when I was a kid, took along time to improve that, so I can relate to that one easily. It’s like if he wants something, like juice, when he should be eating you have to say he can have juice if he takes another bite of food. Take that scenario and apply it to just about anything. A complex web of negotiation, vibs and bait and switches. And don’t you dare say bedtime. That’s offensive. I totally relate to that one though. I’ve been a night owl since I was born so that must be genetic. Bedtime was a very offensive word to me when I was young.

He does a lot of funny stuff too, but I’ll save that for another post. I need to take more pictures too, I’ll upload those to flickr and let you know it’s up right here.