1. Zoinked out with the kiddies at 8:30pm. Zapped.
2. While at a b-day party today, Liam played very nicely with a nearly 2 year-old girl. He was uber sweet and caring and a wonderfully sharing friend. Would you like this? Or this? he kept handing her toys. When she wouldn't answer, he would get inches away from her face and pat her back saying, it's o.k., I'm a nice big boy. (He has been a victim to hundreds of older playmates ripping toys from his chubby hands; he knows it isn't always easy to trust your elders in the kid world...) Also--he played independently for the entire party time and was happily sporting a butterfly net on his bald head--priceless.
Worst Part of the Day-
My Scarlet was oh so challenging today. This child does not stop talking from 6am til bed, mind you. In addition to the standard, this morning her listening skills were awful and she was simply bugging the crap out of me. (To be honest.) I need some new blood to be with her and think she is hilarious and hysterical and awesome that she talks incessantly. This morn I was stopping every few minutes to take deep breaths and slapping my hand to my own wrinkly forehead so I wouldn't say anything inappropriate to my sweet, bright, gregarious, energetic child (who will not cease talking/challenging my every word.)
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