I should start this post by saying I LOVE this kid. Since the day he was born we have had a special bond and I’m convinced you will not find an easier baby. He loves to cuddle, sleep, and at 3 still lets me treat him like my little baby boy (much to my husbands disagreement). Melts. My. Heart.

But lately he has tested all those things.

Liam LOVES anything that involves pushing buttons, turning knobs, or plays music. I always say that our boys have qualities that will make them great men, but frustrating children. He pretends the record player is an air-plane cockpit, he plays “shows” at the Orpheum on his 3 string guitar, and has a rock collection (which is made up of random pieces of cement from the parking lot across the street). All these things add up to being a great engineer or musician, but at 3, it drives me crazy.  Also, did I mention he is obsessed with putting things in water? From the Wii remote in the toilet when he was 1 to wanting to always put his toys in his water cup. This kid.

I do love him though. The way he can play by himself for minutes (lets be honest, hours at 3 doesn’t happen) creating characters and worlds in his head and the way he loves his brother. Thomas is not just his big brother he is his gateway to the world. New places and new people aren’t scary when you have an older brother to hold your hand through them.

The past month has been a huge adjustment for us all and the boys have handled it amazingly well and really the change has probably affected Liam the most. For about an hour to hour and a half every day he is left to himself (and crayons and paper) to not get in trouble and not play with Thomas. Which usually results to him crying everyday around 9 or 9:30.

This post started out as an “it’s ok to be frustrated at your children post” but I think it’s turned into ” I should be thankful he’s doing as well as he is”.  So here’s to you Liam and all the joy and song you bring to our family.