.::still blinking::.

Gentry and I had a tough morning today. He woke up crying at 7 this morning so I went into his room to lie down with him for a little bit. I probably should have just stayed in my bed, and let him work it out on his own. Anyway, he was up early and he got exceedingly harder and harder to deal with until we were late for pre-school and he was yelling at me to bring him a treat when I picked him up. And telling me that I have a bad attitude. And yelling that I need to be nicer to him.

I was using the tactic, that I cannot hear little boys that yell at their moms. I can only hear little boys who speak nicely to their mothers. He didn’t seem to care and I was not giving in.

I guess he felt bad about being so mean to me, because his teacher came and talked to me when I picked him up. She said that he had been really quiet while he was there and during sharing time, or whatever they do, he had told her that he had been mean to his mom and that he needed to apologize to her when he saw her again. He said he had had a bad attitude and he was going to be nicer to her.

I was shocked. To say the least.

He has been much nicer since our break from each other today. So to start with today, I love…

:: preschool ::

:: when my little boy sees that he needs to apologize and be nicer ::

:: playing with the little guy during the day ::

:: the build up to Halloween ::

:: peanut butter :: Could peanut butter be the test I was sent to Earth to face? ::

:: fun new discoveries ::