Jonathan got up at 10am and we rushed through breakfast so we could walk into town, to the library, for Story Time. It's very interesting that he gets pretty shy there. I think it's because the kids are mostly all older than he is, and they all seem to know the moves to various songs. He sits back near me and observes (even "the itsy, bitsy spider"!). It's mildly frustrating to me since I know he knows them, but I guess it's just a new environment for him. We stayed for about an hour afterward, reading on the computer and picking out books.
Tonight, he wanted me to give him a bath, so I did. He threw a fit and would not sit down, saying it was too hot or too cold. I got very frustrated and upset. Then he yelled that he had to go to the potty, which is typically a diversionary tactic...not this time, he pooped right there in the tub. UGH!!! And, right as he did it and I called for Dave's help, the general contractor rang the front door bell. Could he have timed that any better?!! After flinging him (J2, that is) onto the potty, I made Jonathan sit with me and watch me clean it all up. what a mess. what a night. Wish I could have a bottle of wine about now!
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