Yesterday, Choo-choo and I were playing with a rainbow-colored plastic spring. I’m sure you all know what I am talking about. The Slinky that isn’t a Slinky. I showed Choo-choo how to get the spring to “fall” down each stair by itself. We then reenacted this with his play table and some boxes.
It got me thinking. The not-Slinky is such a simple yet Continue reading “Choo-choo learns something new”
Diesel has been working some long, crazy hours, which leaves me and Choo-choo a lot of Mommy/son play time. However, the amount of playtime depends on Choo-choo’s willingness to cooperate with naptime, meals, teeth brushing, and potty time.
So many times before, things have gone way out of hand in terms of him not wanting to do anything. He would scream, cry, whine. Kick at me or hit me. Literally throw himself on the floor.
I wish I could say I always kept my cool. Continue reading “Happy days are here again”