It's hard to believe that just one year ago, THIS was my little man on St. Patty's Day... and this is him today...

He is changing so fast it's making my head spin... wait, no... that's the tantrums. Oh yeah... loving the precursor to the terrible 2's. And why, oh why does he start the tantrums at the same time he doesn't want to give me as many kisses? God, could you do something about that? Either less kisses and less tantrum or more tantrum and more kisses... I am ok with either. Thank you.
Anywho, I am not getting off topic. Back to St. Patrick's Day!
We... well 'Master Chase'... received a gift in the mail from Little Man.

Upon careful study, Chase decided to start unwrapping from one particular corner.

And that would be the corner he unwrapped from, no matter if it took all day. I think he gets that intensity and focus from his daddy. You wouldn't know it by the fun exterior Adam has but when he gets focused... there is precious little that can distract him.

He finally freed the corner of the pesky paper and set about unwrapping the rest!

So it's about here that I had to stop taking pictures and help him the rest of the way into the box. I suck at juggling a 17 month old, a present and a DSLR.
Apparently a leprechaun left lots of magic play dough at Little Mans house and he wanted to share... legend has it that whatever shape you make during the day comes to life after you go to sleep. Mommy will be having nightmares of the squishy blob that we made today!
Also, there was some clover powder.... which when mixed with water and cooled turns into a delicious treat. I happen to know when it's mixed with vodka and cooled, it also turns into a delicious treat... but maybe not so much for anyone under the age of 21 ;~)
Of course we immediately had to get our hands dirty! Shirt off and in the high chair!

Not so sure about this stuff just yet...

It wasn't too long before he started getting more comfortable...

Then came the actual enjoyment and fun of play dough. We kneaded it, made a ball or 2, pressed our fingers in it and made hand prints!
Inevitably the irresistible urge to eat the play dough was too strong... and when I took it away, this happened...

So we compromised... I plugged the hole and he didn't try to eat it anymore.

Good times! Eventually it was more fun to throw it and watch me retrieve it so we put it away for next time.
Thanks Aunt C and LM! We loved our St. Patty's Day present ;~)











































