This morning, I had a few phone calls to make and Liam just about thought it was the end of the world. I don't know what it is about kids and their parents being on the phone, but they just can't seem to give you any peace. I know kids need attention. And this is why I thought I had it cleverly planned out to have some serious kid play time on the floor reading books, playing with toys, etc, and then I'd do my business, thinking they would have filled up on Mommy Play Time and be good for about an hour. Nope. Not the case. Liam followed me around the house screaming about thing after thing, asking for milk thousands of times, a PBJ, Mommy sit on couch, I want to go outside, anything he could think of. By the time I was done, I had almost had it. Even though it was only 11:00, I made lunch and nap right after. After I put Annabelle down, I spent some time talking to Liam about good behavior and not nice behavior. We took some time to list all the things he did that were not nice. Things like yelling, screaming, throwing things, fits, and such. And we talked about how those only make everyone upset. Then we took a little more time talking about the good behavior things. We listed things that he had done today that were nice. Things like sharing toys with Annabelle, bringing her a book, telling her sorry when he smushed her fingers, giving her a teething necklace just in case her teeth hurt, helping Mommy pick up toys and clean the kitchen. I told him that it makes everyone happier when he has good behavior and it makes everyone, including him, upset when he has not nice behavior. I think he understood for the most part. He agreed to try to do more good behavior things than not nice behavior. And he really did for the rest of the day.
He wanted to nap in my bed, so we both laid down, then my phone rang, and I got up. When I got back, he was still awake and rolling around playing. I told him that he needs to be still and after threatening a return to his bed if he wasn't quiet and a suggestion for him to close his eyes, it wasn't but a minute or two before he was asleep.
After nap, he woke in a great mood, which I was really thankful, and we headed out to a doula coworker's house. She has two kids, a little boy who is 4 and a little girl who is 18 months. Liam played so nicely with them, and talked and interacted like I had never seen him. I think he's starting to come out of his shell and explore the opportunities of friends. In a way, I think having Annabelle helped with this. He realized how fun it can be to play with another kid.
Since we had kinda a rough d
ay at first, for dinner, we planned on having enchiladas, which Liam loves, but I decided it would be much more fun if we changed it to Mexican Pizzas! Liam liked this too. He even brought his step stool in the kitchen, over to the counter and topped his own pizza. He though it was the neatest thing in the world. When it came out oven he had the greatest look of pride on his face. He was excited to eat his yummy creation. He ate it all, and even a few avocado pieces drizzled with lemon juice. I think I may be able to get him to eat anything with a couple drops of lemon juice on it. After that, I had bought two half cup ice creams at HEB that we shared between us. He thought that was really neat. Come bedtime, he could barely sit still as I read him his story. But...what goes up, must come down!
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