After reading my gratitude post about Calvin peacefully going to bed and being independent, I thought it appropriate to describe tonight and the past few months.
Tonight, I was in bed working on my computer and Thomas is laying next to me and doing somersaults into me. I walk out and he's upset so John and I talk to him about trying to close his eyes to sleep. He agrees but then after a bit leaves the room. He comes back with a box of toys and starts playing with them. Then he leaves again noting that he pooped his diaper and had to go get Daddy. I wasn't going to argue with that logic. Then after a while he had not returned to bed, and I hear the tiny feet sound, then the sound of moving furniture, and the quiet that can only indicate mischief. I call out, Thomas what are you doing? There is a lightening of the steps that makes me panic. I call out to John to runs over as I run over to the kitchen where Thomas has just dumped out a box of powdered sugar from the pantry.
Last week, Thomas did this same thing but with the remaining container of flour. The week before the other half. I don't remember teaching him to move chairs around to reach things.
He's also completely unsleeptrained himself. He now can't sleep alone, or with Calvin, or before 10 PM
He's also unpottytrained himself. Screaming when he asked to use the toilet rather than his diaper and not even trying.
On the other hand, he's so independent on so many ways and starting to tell elaborate stories that I can make out. It's been a challenge to be so excited and proud of his language use and worried for how his personality and his limited English communication will play out in school.
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