Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Slips, trips, and falls.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm doing it all ok. When I bring him into a restaurant and he can't manage to sit still for even 3 minutes to put a ravioli on a fork, chew it and swallow it, I worry. I was ok with all of that when he was 18 months old. I was ok with it when he was 2. I made excuses for it when he was "going on 3." Mentally, the cutoff was 3 years old. He's 2 months and change past 3. He didn't sit still today. And it wasn't good. I'm NOT going into details. I just won't. But take my word for it...he was the King of Crapville today. Just a bad day. He's asleep now and somehow when he's lightly snoring and looking so peaceful, his potential for being the Mayor of Magnificence tomorrow all comes rushing back in. Funny how that happens, huh?