‘Tis the season for warmer jammies!
Last fall, I fueled my new-found sewing obsession by making my son a season’s worth of jammie pants. This fall, he needs some new jammie tops, since all of last year’s long-sleeved commercially-bought tops have become belly shirts.
My son was highly displeased that I asked him to pause his Minecraft video to try on this jammie top in progress.
Dear Connor,
I’m going to be honest with you: it’s kind of rough being your Mom lately.
Except when it’s not, of course.
I guess I’ve been putting off finishing this post because, while I want to document and remember everything, your behavior and our reactions to it have been at the forefront of my mind lately, and I don’t want to taint this entire missive with my current frustration level. Overall, it’s been a really good year — it’s just in the past couple of months that things have kind of tanked, and I think I can see a light at the end of this behavior tunnel.
My son asked me to take Minecraft Dog to work yesterday, so I gave him a proper adventure, replete with glass elevators and fire hydrants.
He didn’t share much about his day once he got home, apart from getting to play with his BFF at recess and the whole school having an assembly for their first day. Oh, and that he picked mozzarella sticks for his lunch choice, but switched to cheesy bread when he saw how delicious it looked.