Tuesday February 12, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - SB had a major meltdown at Gymboreeeeee today. It all started with a water bottle. See we have these Klean Kanteens (Sister Marie Jude always said that these types of misspellings - D0-Nuts, Klean - would lead to a dumber population of people. I might have to agree). Anyways, SB has his very own Klean Kanteen which I did not bring. So the Klean Kanteen in question is mine. Yes - MINE (I feel like my mom freaking out over her scissors. I have a vision of her clutching them to her chest saying "mine, mine, mine" with a flushed face and maniacal grimace. And really she's usually a calm person). The SB likes to chew and chew and chew the tops of his water cups. So I don't want mine all chewed up and anyhoo you can't have a water bottle in the play area anyways. He sees the water bottle and wants some. I refuse. The drama begins. Eventually, I give in and let him have a sip. And he wants to bring it into the play area and I explain to him that he can't (he is not understanding me until I physically block the way into the play area). He LOSES it. After five minutes of this (could be less - felt like longer), I get him into his socks and coat. Clearly we have to leave. Suddenly he gets engrossed in play and the tears dry up. NOW - what should I do? Do I haul him out of there to make a point? Will it register? Doesn't that make the morning soooo much longer for ME? Alas - I take off his coat and socks and all is well for the rest of the class. Sigh, sigh, sigh.

Best Part of the Day - My little TNT class was awesome. The babysitter (again) did great with the kiddos (bonus - the playroom was very neat and tidy when I came home). I did (again) leave explicit notes .... ask and ye shall receive. It's hard to me to really grasp this for some reason - but, hells bells, it works! Then I had the night all to myself! I watched some really old CSI's, drank red wine and ate pizza. Deeelightful.