Poor Parents

So right after we wrap up 7 days of Donovan having diarrhea he decides that he would like to warp to a time in the future. A time that many parents refer to as the "terrible two's". But Donovan is just 16.5 months you say? Yeah I know that and you know that but his attitude does not. We are now able to expect at least a handful of full out hysterical fits daily. And boy are they gems. Anything can set him off really. Me not letting him take a cup full of ice into my car when all he wants to do is play in the drivers seat and spill the ice. Me not helping him play with the radio, me not letting him get out another cup when he already has 5 out. He throws his body to the ground and lays and screams and cries until you either move him and distract him or you just ignore him and he gets all his demons out, which generally can take 10-15 minutes. He started doing this a few days ago and at first I thought he wasn't feeling good still or something else was wrong with him but it is clear that it is just a fit because if you catch it fast enough and give in he will quit and be happy. If you don't get it fast enough he just is inconsolable for a while. It's just so hard because I feel like you can rationalize with a 2 year old to some degree. I don't feel like you can do that with a 16 month old. The worst part is is that he has now started to wake up in the middle of the night many times screaming and is very hard to get him back to a good sleep. AAAAAAAHHHHHHH! What have we gotten ourselves into?

On a cute note Donovan has also started using the word "No" in the past couple days. He uses it correctly a lot so it is really nice and helpful sometimes. Other times it is just amusing. For instance this conversation I had with him on one of his diarrhea days.

Donovan: (Toots)
Me: "Donovan did you just poop your pants?"
Donovan: "No" (shaking head)
Me: "So was it just toots?"
Donovan: "No" (shaking head)
Me: "So there is poopy in your pants?"
Donovan: "No" (shaking head)

For the record it was just toots that time. Also on Sunday the diarrhea was at it's worst. Donovan woke Tom up in the morning and when Tom went to go get him Donovan was standing in the crib, crying with poop allover his bed and running down his leg. Sad. Then later Tom said he had several other diapers much the same so as soon as Tom heard any booty music (tooting for you heathens) he would jump up and grab Donovan before it got too messy. Once he jumped up only to see Donovan look at his leg and say "Oh, No!". Poop had already run down his leg. At least he used "no" correctly :)