Eldon, my dear little Eldon....
Really, you just cannot live your life acting like every bug, every conflict, every idea in your head, every time you need a drink, every airplane sighting, every neat thing you see out the window, every SINGLE thing is a five alarm, full blown, EMERGENCY- a let's call the National Guard CRISIS!
It is simply unsustainable, my dear.
If we are to survive these preschool days, we have got to find a way to help you chill out.
Perhaps a nap?
Everythings-a-crisis attitude might be fixed by a nap, right?
So I laid him down early, and enjoyed a half hour of peace while the big kids swam. Then we sat down for a snack, and as we were eating, we see Eldon coming outside- naked, and covered in pen.
Of course, to him, that was not a crisis.
1 comment:
LOL!!! This is my second born. He's newly 3. And everything is in full volume and must. be. responded. to. NOW!!! The pen thing, yea, that would be the result if I attempted to put him down for a nap too :D
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