So, Rowan is two, and today he’s reeeaaally showing it, to put it gently. This morning feels heavy and there is just SO much screaming! I. Hate. Screaming. Playing and screeching in excitement is one thing. Solly finding a toy in the ottoman that hasn’t surfaced in forever is not a reason to throw yourself on the ground and scream like a tortured animal. I. Hate. Screaming.
While Ro is enjoying a very thorough scream in his room for a couple of minutes, I’m trying to AirDrop a few videos onto the laptop, but the weather blows (literally) so the service sucks, and nothing is “finding” anything else, so I’m about to give up.
I think today is just a tv day. There is definitely a time and a place for a good old tv day, and we don’t take them too terribly often. But my gut is saying today may not improve a whole heck of a lot, so let’s just rest our minds and bodies.
For ONE positive note, I’ll share some of the kids have nicknamed each other this morning 🙂 Laela was calling Dekker “man” before school, and calling Ro “Wowan, my friend.” Ro is calling Laela “Anna” and they are playing Frozen in between tantrums. Its cute while it lasts.
Dekker also made a point to kiss each and every sibling before he left for school. Even the one he had to crawl under a car seat to reach!
Trust me. I know how great they are. I know how good I have it. Its just a really, really hard morning. Tomorrow WILL be better <3