Some thing clicked in my little toddler's brain yesterday. At the same time his verbal and analytical skills jumped to the next level, so did his energy. It was scary. He now could connect that he did not want to go night-night and that he did not want to stay in his bed, and, even better, that he had the ability to throw his leg over the rail and get out of his bedroom now known to him as prison. No big deal. It was a simple decision... one that his mother did not see coming nor liked.
After a half a dozen attempts to change his mind, we played the game... when will Joey go to sleep. Now, his energy level may have been enhanced by "soba" (Josiah's word for soda). His brothers later confessed to giving him the evil substance, but by 4:30 am, we all doubted that any one could continue a caffeine buzz for that long.
No, Joe was enjoying his new found freedom and ultimate control of that freedom. Mom on the other hand was losing any small amount of control or freedom she ever thought she had...
very, very quickly.
Perhaps, tomorrow, I should try pouring a little water over his head and drink the end results and see if it gives me any kind of a pick me up. It just might work!
It's a good thing I really love the boy. :)
1 comment:
Yes indeed you can be very entertaining
Post a Comment