I feel I need to jot this down so I do not forget.
Little A was throwing a HUGE tantrum because he would not eat dinner and wanted candy. Bryan was on the phone with Dave. I tried to help him eat his dinner but he cried and carried on. So I ignored him, which usually works, but he did not let up. Then I decided it was well past bedtime and tried to get him ready for bed. Before I could take his clothes off, he was arching his back and screaming. Bryan by then had gotten off the phone and began to assist me (which means he takes over and I assist him). He got the diaper on but Little A still cried and cried, there was no consoling him. He is usually very consolable, this is my kid that needs everyone to give him a hug when he has his feelings hurt. Bryan put him in his bed with just a diaper on so he could cool off. After about 10 minutes, I went in and held my arms out to him, even though he was still screaming. I picked up my little baby and just held him. I don't know why he was so upset but I knew the only thing I could do (after some time) was to just hold him and let him know he was loved. We came out just in time for him to have his jammies put on while Bryan read books to Big A. I have always known Little A was like me but last night I realized how much he is like me. I need to remind myself that he needs to be treated the same as me: give me space, let me cry and let me know you still love me even though I can be a turd.
Another event that needs to be remembered:
Little A ate dinner! He took his spoon and ate Carrot Chowder all by himself! He tried cucumbers! He ate his carrot chowder with his bread (of course) and with a spoon! He ate croutons (of course) but he did it by himself. He also ate Macaroni and Cheese for lunch (he doesn't like noodles). I have to believe the past few nights of H**L were worth it for him choosing to eat dinner. Big A wanted in every photo and he wanted to be complemented on how well he was eating his dinner too. Little A is "crying" in one photo because he didn't want his dinner interrupted for photos.



8 comments:
Oh for cute! Congrats on the dinner, and the realization, and I'm proud of your lizardy boys. Did you touch it, too?
I could hear the boys crying when David was talk to Bryan. I was thinking poor Karin. We really miss you guys.
EWW! Those nasty little lizards come into my house at least twice a year. I do not like the way they move there legs and dart about it reminds me too much of spiders.
Every time one gets in I scream like a little girl!
At first I thought you were going to say the lizard was under his shirt... I think my personality is a lot like yours, too. I wish my picky eater would suddenly start eating dinner. Glad you survived the screaming fit. Thanks for posting cute pictures! ;)
YAY! for dinner-eating boys!
Heather... Lizards are very cute. Had one as a pet once. Karin, I like that Little A was wearing a Target sticker. I wish I had one.
I am so proud of you for making it! I hope I can. Oh, and I'm proud of A-man too.
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