Watched The Color Purple by my lonesome and felt the power of my womenfolk. Rise up, peeps, rise up.
Worst Part of the Day-
Little Man L. awoke once again at 5am. He was rearing to go and after we dropped Miss S. off for her bus, L. and I took a stroll around the 'hood. This did not appease as I had hoped. After I was done this glorious walk (by 7:11am), he begged for more and I allowed...(never veer from schedule!). I thought, it's gorgeous outside and he's already in the dang jogger. I happily walked down the street so I could get a yummy, sugary cup of coffee. He helped me in the coffee place, but then wanted our crazy morning walk to continue. Any time I tried to venture back to what he knows is our block, he would freak--whine, whimper, etc. It was a wrestling match to get the child back into the home by 8am.
P.S. He is officially in 2 year-old mode/Terrible Twos, fo sho. Lotsa "no" and tonsa whining going on. (Note: the second time around it really does not phase me like this did w/ S., though.)
2 comments:
Where does Scarl go that she has to be on a bus by 7:11 AM. Holy cow that's early.
Her last day of school was yesterday..she got on the bus at 7:01am--yes, early.
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