While running errands yesterday, I wrestled Wy who now arches his back and screams when you try to fit him into his carseat. When we got home, I enjoyed a bit of quiet time while he napped. This wouldn't be possible unless I magically got them to nap at the same time, which is about as probable as having a unicorn appear in my backyard. While we waited for Daddy to get home from work, we shared some quiet time together reading books, again, this would be hard for me to do with two little ones wanting to go in opposite directions.
The moment has passed.....my couple of weeks of the baby bug is gone, like a "great" idea you get in the middle of the night and then rethink once you are fully conscious in the morning. I think we'll let Wyatt get another year or 2 of running the Strong household before we burst his bubble and demand he share his title of "boss".
|My boss eating his breakfast.|