I will also add that the "no free time" issue that has prevented me from posting anything awesome in two months is directly tied to my little night owl who refuses to sleep before 9:45 pm and the mama who refuses to let him just run willy-nilly around the house until then.
I have a delightful backlog of items that will be getting a proper blog post.
But yes, until then...here's sweet Shepard:
This week, Shepard has been talking non-stop about fire ants. After our "rain walk" a few weeks ago when we saw the poor, flooded fire ants having ant parties on top of their mounds, he's been searching for and observing them. He helped Daddy eradicate several mounds from the yard yesterday.
He's also really, really good at delaying bedtime. Here's an uncomprehensive list of tactics.
"I gotta go potty." --what do you say to that? I can't deny him the potty. We've barely gotten that party started as it is.
"I need some chocolate milk." --bring chocolate milk-- "NOOOOOO! I need regular milk!!!!!!"
----um. I brought you what you asked for, so that's what you have. Deal. (yes, I say this)
"Can you read Llama red pajama again?" --ad infinitum, ad nauseum
"I need to go say night-night to _________ (insert anyone here)."
*poop in diaper* *change diaper* *wash hands* --if he's on his game, he can turn this one into a good 10-15 minute situation
"Let's play blocks/cars/anythingexceptreadingabook!" --um. No.
I want to squeeze him and spank him all in the same moment. Most nights I end up falling asleep in his bed and just hope he's ok until he falls asleep himself.
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