Another bit of a rough weekend, especially Saturday when I took Lars to Davis' Farmland to have a sweet, wonderful toddler time romping with cute endangered farm animals & playing on cute playground equipment. Not. Screamed bloody murder. So lovely to receive those what-kind-of-a-terrible-parent-would-make-her-kid-scream-like-that-&-not-be-able-to-stop-it-? looks.
Seems he's upset with us for not taking him to school over the weekend. Sunday I spent a good half-hour saying in different ways, "one more night of sleep, then back to school," and all at once understanding seemed to come over him, he was able to stop complaining & enjoy the rest of the day. I could be projecting, but this is really what it seemed like happened.
We'll work on it, extemporizing on 'stay home days,' 'school days,' & 'x more nighttime sleeps until the next school' day themes. It'll probably click in around the end of July when we're facing five weeks of no school. Yelp.
Make no mistake that this is an amazing & fabulous problem to have & I'm completely intoxicated by its very existence.
Hoping Larsy got to go swimmin' today at school; last week he slept through it 'cause he'd had a terrible night, but last night was great, so fingers are crossed.
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