Go Go Go......Done

Standing still? Not an option. Seth wants to Go Go Go from 6am to 9pm. Bed time is a real problem right now because Little Man thinks that by going to bed, he may be potentially missing out on whatever it is that I do after he goes to bed (yeah he'd be so jealous to know it's when I pack my lunch, put out my clothes for the next workday, take my 5 second shower, and grab something halfway resembling a meal that isn't devoured in 5min or less).
Pretty much each day goes like this: getting up around 6am, demanding a "BahBo" (bottle), followed by a demand for "Choo Choo Dee Dee Whoo Whoo" (translated to Thomas the Train, DVD, and just like it sounds....WhooWhoo because he wants to make sure you are clear on what he wants to watch), fighting and screaming (Seth) because a diaper is being changed (because as Seth thinks "my parents find it's necessary to change me out of my all night soggy diaper, clean/dry me and put something clean on my butt") and that pretty much occurs each time the diaper is changed out throughout the day (silly faces, singing, bribery of toys kept stored just for this event, and other tactics have been used by both Keith and I to do anything to avoid the flailing, screaming, and running off without anything on him but his shirt before a diaper can be applied). The day continues with Seth removing all furniture cushions from their location, emptying of drawers/bins/and any other means of storage, trailing toys from one end of house to the other. Nap time. Oddly enough, doesn't tend to fight it but for a matter of minutes and then....he's down for the count. Groggy from waking up from restful nap, demand for Bahbo, fight change of diaper, and such commence. Yah dee yah dah and now we're up to dinner. This is where you are either really successful with your choices or Seth utilizes the foods set before him to "illustrate" his lack of interest and instead create works of art on his high chair tray, face, hair, clothes, and then.....do his impression of Cookie Monster, chewing and mashing food against his mouth and then letting drop all over the floor.
Some of you may be reading this an gasping or laughing hysterically. Trust me, Keith and I do the same. We could do without the tantrums during diaper change and when put into the car seat (let me just input on this one- the amount of screaming, thrashing, and crying that he does when I put him in the car seat.....gets a lot of people to stop, look, and discretely search for the cellphones in case they need to "call it in"- yeah, it is truly that bad....but one can only hope he will outgrow it. Please outgrow it!) But everything else, priceless. He's only this age once and it just all seems to happen so fast. I'm loving every moment no matter how stressful and exhausting...and it helps to get my hair dyed every so often just to cover the grays! ha ha ha
The posted photo....well it sums up what happens when he Go Go Goes to much and nap time is near...he fell asleep in his high chair as I was bringing him his lunch.