all bear had to do was put on his sandals, so we could walk to the station and get the keys. lion was in the sling and my mom was ready to go. but, bear wouldn't put on his sandals and when i finally got them on his feet he ripped them off. with the clock ticking and the sun beating down on us, i grabbed bear by the hand and set off to the subway. he screamed and cried and tried to keep up in his bare feet.
when we finally reached the station things went from bad to worse in a millisecond. my mom took lion and bear was completely out of control. people stared and two kind people asked if i needed help or water. they were so gentle and understanding and nodded knowingly when i said he was three and explained was over tired. i just sat there trying to hold him and kept whispering that i loved him into his ear.
dear hubby was 20 minutes late. of course! when i saw him i just grabbed the keys and got the hell outta there! as we started back to the house, bear in my arms, lion in my mom's everyone began to calm down. bear was finally able to catch his breath after almost an hour of screaming. back at the house i sat in my mom's rocking chair, held my two boys and felt the exhaustion enter my body in waves. bear drank some water and then walked in to my parents' tv room and fell asleep on the floor. just like that. he slept there for two hours!
|he's getting more confident on his bike; way to ride dude!|
i'm back to reading and re-reading some parenting books i enjoy. i have also received some recommendations, which i will look into- thanks!
happy long weekend my fellow cannucks! see you on the other side!