"DD"

**No, this post is not going to be about anybody's double D's. Besides, I don't want the whole world to know my bra size! {Ha! A girl can dream, can't she?}

Now that we've got that straight, let's move on.

My husband insisted that I write this post. He reminded me that first of all, it's funny. Secondly, if we don't document it somewhere that it will slip from our memories & be forgotten. And lastly, that even though it is driving us absolutely mad at the moment, one day we'll look back & cherish it.

If you've learned anything at all about our spunky little Jett man, it's that he's one determined cookie. He has a habit of becoming slightly obsessed with whatever it is he has his mind on at the moment {or day, week or month}. Remember the UGG boots phase? When he thought he needed to wear the darn things morning, noon, & night? So glad we're done with that one.

But no sooner had we overcome the Ugg boots obsession just to turn around find that he hadn't actually overcome anything at all. He'd just traded that "boop" obsession in for a new one. This time he's fixated on an entirely different subject.

His "DD" {as in DVD}.

This kid is obsessed with our old portable DVD player {that I believe we got as a wedding gift over seven years ago. I mean, who needs a fancy, schmancy IPad when you've got a Polaroid portable DVD player?}. I'm not kidding when I say that little mister wakes up in the morning & the first words out of his mouth when I walk into the room are, you guessed it, "DD". And you thought I was exaggerating. The dad gum thing is plugged into the wall nearly every second of the day, playing "Yo Gabba Gabba--Love My Family". And when it's not? Boy howdy, look out. It's a steady, "DD! DD! DD!" until I get so sick of hearing "DD" that I just turn the darn thing on for him & let it roll. Because the kid is relentless. He will.not.give.up.

This "DD" phase sure is driving me batty, no qualms about it. But I do suppose that husband of mine is right. One of these days we're going to look back at this quirky little phase of Jett's & we're going to smile. We're going to wonder how our little toddler who used to climb up into our laps & snuggle in close to watch his "DD" is all grown up & headed out the door to the movies with all of his friends. One of these days, I betcha we're going to miss these funny little obsessions.

So I suppose I'd better go make sure that Polaroid DVD player is all plugged in & getting a full charge for tomorrow. It has a long day {week, month, however long this particular phase lasts} ahead of it.

Goodnight friends.