Or when you're in your high chair, watching the big kids make stuff. Being little has been especially hard on Billy lately. As he's entered 17 months he's realized he doesn't want his own activities- thankyouverymuch- he wants to be doing exactly what big sis is doing when she's doing it. And this has forced me to adjust a bit. I've gotten in the (not so great) habit lately of allowing her messier materials while offering him cleaner options. Which is not fair. As my toddler art guinea pig, Isia was making all kinds of Big Messes at his age- and he deserves the same.

Which he knows already, and is more than happy to point out to me. So I'm planning on working on that- staging our house for selling and all. Because we all know that paint splattered walls are a huge selling point, right? (wink) 

My little people definitely know what they want, and I'm grateful for that. I'm happy that Billy has opinions about what he wants to be doing, although I would like to (quickly) move through this screeching phase. It will go away with time, right? Along with the chubby hands and tight hugs around my neck and sloppy kisses. Hmm... maybe the screeching can stay for a tad bit longer after all. Here's to seizing the moments- to Big Messes and happy little artists!