Technically every afternoon is a long one with my busy, busy bee. With my foot still recovering though, it does make for longer than normal afternoons since we really can't go anywhere but the backyard. Usually he loves it! He runs about chasing Norman and enjoying his little pool and water table.
But not today.
Today he discovered he could do this:
So I did this:
And after much screaming, crying
and the carrying of a wet and stinkin' mad baby
in the house, I did this:I am not implying that I HAD to drink to finish out the day with my child...but it did make it go a bit smoother, especially after his refusal to eat dinner and insistance upon watching Thomas the Tank Engine and attempting to eat Norman's dinner.