Feeding him corn or peas by the spoonful myself is actually pretty easy. It would take all of five minutes. But, I shouldn’t.
No blankies in sight. That’s when he goes on the hunt like Elmer Fudd at Bed, Bath, and Beyond.
He wants what he wants when he wants it and will ask you repeatedly.
Between quarantine and Summer break, it feels like he’s been in there for eons.
He won the standoff. He always wins the standoffs.
It’s not even five in the morning. Let the games begin.
Ironically, it’s his attempts to get out of showing me what he can do that has shown me the most.
An early end to a wonderful day is better than a late end to a miserable one.
Lucas marches to the beat of his own drummer. And that drummer is Dave Grohl in Nirvana smashing his drums into oblivion every morning.
I can’t treat him like I would another child who’s disobeying me due to a lack of respect. That’s not what this is.