September 3, 2011

Saturday:

Phillip and I got back around the afternoon and Nana and Padad and Mimi were still here spending some time with the kids. I know they enjoy seeing them. They left, and we started talking about dinner. Liam was a little irritable, and grouchy, and tired, and hungry, and touchy, and sensitive, etc, etc, etc. The discussion of dinner turned into a major MAJOR meltdown. Screaming at the top of his lungs, we took him to the den to sit down in time out to calm down. That didn't happen very quickly. I think it took a good half hour to get him over that fit and calm down. Phillip was handling that one since Liam kept saying "I want listen to Mommy!", we wanted him to understand that he has to listen to Dad too, and it's disrespectful to say such things. Three minutes after three minutes went by, over and over, each time Liam asking for Mom. At one point, he asked Phillip, "Will you go get Mom?" Dad said, "No, you need to calm down and listen to me." It was very tiring. Finally, we left him to calm down by himself as going in over and over wasn't helping, and when he was quiet for a bit, Phillip went in to find him asleep. He woke him up, and with tear tracks on his face, went to hug Phillip. After we explained the situation to him in terms he could understand, and all apologized.

Whew! After that, he ate and we decided to go swimming. Liam took to it very well, and immediately went in the water with Papa. He didn't spend too much time out of the airplane, which was fine, but he did spend some time in the airplane floating by himself without anyone holding onto him. I think he's warming up to it more. On the way inside, Liam fell and whacked his lip on the door frame. The inside of his lip busted and it bled a little, but nothing serious. After we got him cleaned up, I got a look at it, and saw that he scratched his lip all the way down to his chin. I felt bad. It was a rough day all around for him.

He went to be semi-early considering we are out of town, and I think he was ready for sleep.