Holy Fit!

Last night we got a preview of the "terrible twos". Maximus LOST HIS MIND. He was eating a snack with Jesse and just lost it. He threw his plate down so I picked him out of his highchair and calmly said, "goodbye sir". Once I set him down, he went under the table and headbutted Jesse's knee. Then he kicked Jackie and threw himself on the floor. We just ignored him. He calmed down a bit and then he climbed up on a chair at the table. He pointed at Jesse's glass of milk, so Jesse gave him a sip. He stood there looking at us and then let the milk dribble out of his mouth onto the table. What? Jesse and I were so shocked that we both bent over laughing.
After his milk drama, he got down and ran to the fridge. We need a fridge lock because he's constantly in it. Jesse told him not open it and held it shut. I'm so glad the camera was sitting on the kitchen counter so I could snap a few shots of this nutty kid.
Again, this morning.