What a difference a year makes! Bobby is such a different kid at just three instead of just two. He knows how to do things. I have to worry much less about him being trampled or pushed or falling off things. I hope this continues for the rest of our lives - that as the boys get older and more capable, things become more fun and easy. Yes, he got overstimulated and melted down a bit, but he's now capable of saying, "I need big hugs" and, once administered, he always completely turns around. I'm so glad he learned how to ask for what he really needs in those moments. I observed a dad telling his crying daughter to "get over it" and later calling his son "dummy". So I may not always win all the parenting awards, but I'm doing a better job than that guy. That guy sucks.
Saturday, April 4, 2015
Easter didn't suck this year
Just when I was feeling bad about not spending the last few weeks making cute little felt animals, baking coconut-topped Easter cupcakes, and weaving hand made personalized Easter baskets for both boys, I did manage to take us to a little public egg hunt down at our ghetto park and we actually had a great time. It was a far cry from the disorganized zoo of an Easter party I had the misfortune of attending last year.