Today we tried making marshmallow snowmen. It was a good idea in theory, but I didn't think it through and it wasn't a success. I didn't buy the tiny marshmallows like I should have and I didn't have glue like I should have, but we tried it anyway. I used melted marshmallows for the glue which was a total pain in the butt and smelled burnt. When we were all done we enjoyed a few. Well I enjoyed them, he just let them slip in and out of his mouth like slimy worms. His faces were hysterical.
Now, I don't want anyone to think life with Brady is just all fun and games. A good bit of our days involve whining, crying, and temper tantrums. I look forward to when he can actually talk and be reasoned with, because this whining shit is for the birds. Here are the pictures to prove it. I swear, he is like a 13 year old girl sometimes with all the attitude he has.
And then miraculously he is right back to happy and smiley. I just wish he would stay happy and smiley all day. But I guess life isn't that easy.