Watching your toddler literally strip off winter, leaving behind coat, hat, and mittens, in order to run around the playground in the sunshine and boldly challenge the five-year-old boys who dared to linger at the bottom of the slide.
The playground was the highlight of our day. Unfortunately, there were a lot of lowlights:
*waking for the day at 6.
*a too-short nap that ended in an unexplained screaming jag.
*a fragile ego...or something like that. When I refused, politely, to share her lunch, she cried. Big, fat tears. Weird. Trying to dissect--related to the b2b?
*bathtime=flood in the bathroom.
I hope tomorrow will be a more gentle day. Starting at 7. Please, please, please.
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