No more videos for now, I’m tapped 0ut. It was a good run though!
Mike has been out of town since early Sunday morning — in San Diego of all places. And when he is gone (which is a LOT this year) I am left to deal with some combination of illness, constipation, growth spurt, nap strike, eating strike, boundary testing, and/or general orneriness. I think on this trip it has been all of the above.
Today has been a true test of my patience as a mother. Here is a list of Nick’s accomplishments so far:
1. I caved while at Target and bought him a fairly small train set. He was so cute saying “Pleesh?” and trying desperately to get it into the cart (I said smallish, not lightish). When we got it home he dragged it in from the car all by himself, then when we put it together he gave me a big hug and said “THANK YOU DODDY!” (I am doddy)
2. Bit Zoey in the finger.
3. Decided that if he does something he shouldn’t that a “Sorry doddy” or “Sorry sister” will make it all better. After about the third time it doesn’t anymore.
4. Lay down on top of Zoey.
5. Had a massive poopsplosion in the playplace at Chick-Fil-A.
6. Squirted Clean Shower in his mouth while he was in the bathtub. Yes, I called Poison Control. No, it is not a problem. Yes, I will put it up higher now. Yes, I did leave him unattended in the bathtub for a minute while I picked up the poopy diaper. And no, I do not need a lecture about that. Remember how I am alone here?
So long story short, THANK GOD MIKE IS COMING HOME TOMORROW. I am going to make them all leave and then I am going to take a nap. I need it.
