Now that Mom Underground has commented, I feel I can post again. Doesn’t that make you feel special, MU?
This is just a quickie to tell you that I promise I will be back with some regularity. I promise to describe all of the feelings I have gone through in the last week regarding my family of boys. I want to make sure I remember, and since my memory seems to have diminished over the last year and a half, writing anything here is the only sure way to preserve it.
I will also post adorable pictures of Kyle with his Grampa and his Gramma who surprised us by showing up at our house on Thanksgiving night! It was so wonderful to watch him interact with them. After they left he seemed to miss his constant audience. We are back in something of a routine, however, which agrees with him greatly. He was in a fantastic mood last night after I got home from work. Didn’t whine once. I love days like that.
This morning was a different story as he defiantly flung grapes, a sippy cup, and a spoon one at a time from his seat at the kitchen table to various parts of the kitchen. I decided to ignore him and simply eat my Honeycomb cereal, which he was coveting and I forbade him to eat, which is why he was acting up in the first place. Ignoring his antics has helped curb the behavior just a little bit, and any little bit helps. It’s hard not to laugh when he acts that way. Well okay it’s getting easier not to laugh.

I would like to tell you that he will grow out of that. But, I still tend to throw things around the room when things don’t go my way.
Sorry about the Irish getting their asses handed … er … beat by USC. 😉
Girlie Girlie has been having her own fits lately. I have been doing what you are and ignoring her. It seems to help 75% of the time and the other 25% only makes her scream louder. Not a bad ratio I guess.
Ouch, Jay !That was mean! *snerk*
Trust me, it gets easier… not to laugh. Well, most of the time. Sometimes they are just too darn cute.
Ha ha. Cute.
Just think – we’re like matriarchs or something. If this was a monarchy, we’d be dowagers someday. Queen Mums. You get my drift.
I think Grampa let him have Honeycombs first. Why don’t you try giving him Grampa’s cereal?