Difficult

It's been over a week since my last post and I had every intention of spending my evening updating you with the recent events in our lives. It's been a busy, fun, and demanding week and a half.

Today was difficult though and I don't have the energy to catalog our comings and goings. Instead, here's a little story.

The diaper wars have begun anew. The combination of a raging diaper rash and a toddler on the verge of two sparked a mighty battle this afternoon. E refused to lie down to have his diaper changed and my attempts to force the issue were overturned (he's unfathomably strong and I'm trying to protect the 10 stitches that I got in exchange for a mole on my side).

I took toys away. It didn't phase the little boy.

I sat him on the floor and instructed him to stay there, looking at the wall until he was ready to get his diaper changed.

He sat.

and sat. and sat. and sat.

He cheerily called out "hi" repeatedly. He tried to eat his socks.

I removed his socks.

5 more minutes pass.

He sticks one of his big toes in his mouth and tells me "eat tootsie".

It was very difficult not to laugh.