Once again I had the urge to delete this blog, but I powered through and here I am. We had a particularly challenging weekend with Carter, and that made me really, really sad. And, as I was cleaning up heaps and heaps of junkmail and crap in our kitchen, I came across FIVE (yes, FIVE) "incident reports" from the last 2 weeks, drafted by a variety of teachers at his daycare. So I wallowed in the muck for awhile, and entertained the idea of giving up this blog/my mom card/my life in general for about 10 minutes, then picked myself up and moved on.
Late Sunday evening, Carter and I had a really fun talk during his bath about Baby Einstein videos, and how he used to watch them constantly when he was about 2.
"You mean, when I was a little guy?"
"Yes, baby, when you were just a little guy WHO POOPED IN HIS PANTS!"
"Ewww! That's sick!" He screamed, and looked up at me with his huge, beautiful eyes, dying to hear more.
I love it when he looks at me. I crave the eye contact from him, and when I get it, if even for a moment, my heart explodes.
After bath, we had him practice how to handle his emotions when he is frustrated at school. I played the teacher, he played Carter, and Brooks played Random Grabby Kid #4. Sometimes we alternated. Every scene ended with a handshake and a promise, "Friends again?!" It was a blast. Carter insisted on playing it about 20 times, and I hope it was good practice for him. I called at lunch and there was no news to report at that time, so that's good. The Dudes should be strolling in soon, so we'll see what happened during the second half of the day. I HOPE he had a good day today.
But if he didn't, we'll keep at it.
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