Time with the Little Man

I enjoy my one-on-one with each of my kids. Today, while Squirt and Baby Grill were napping, I enjoyed my Little Man. He is talking so well. He carefully selects each word every time he forms a sentence. I still need to look around him in order to fully understand what he is trying to say, but it is nice to have him without his big brother to parrot. Little Man can be the sweetest; he is my helper, he puts away dishes, puts the clothes in the washer or dryer, and loves to cook. He gives lots of hugs, kisses, and has The Best funny faces. He'll say "Thanks" when someone gives him something and "'Cuse Me" with his little burps. He is a pleasure, until you tell the boy no, then it is time for a scream fest. I stand my ground, but give him other options, he'll turn them down, scream, he'll repeatedly smack himself in the face, scream, "Don't...Caulk...to me....Wike....That.....Mommy." "I'm not talking." "NOOOOO" And scream some more. I ignore him until he starts pulling on my arm or leg. Now he wants the other option."Not while your screaming at me, use your words." "Pweeeease." I get it, he's two, but Golly Day!... does he need to be an indescisive teenage drama queen?
This afternoon, while he was being sweet, I let him take pictures with my camera. Here is Tall Monkey and Monkey Monkey, Skinny Monkey is "hiening," hiding. I need to catch him hold these guys and get their picture. He hugs all three high up on his chest when he carries them and he makes sure their heads are at the same level.

"Look...at...meee!" He sees himself on the camera screen and takes a picture of his "Shoe-ies", his feet.
A short while later, the monkeys are flying. Monkey Monkey takes a flight path the leads him out the "Winnow," window.
I am then lectured by my sister-in-law, through my niece (who I am on the phone with), about not having screens on our second floor windows. "Those babies can fall out and get killed." "My boys are not stupid, they know we are up high and that they can fall and get hurt if they are not careful. At least they are not given a false sense of security from a window screen that can just pop out as the lean against it." Quiet time over, I'm a bad parent. And now for the naptime scream battle.