I usually only write about the days and the moments that are lovely and loving and challenging-yet-sweet. But, in the interest of keeping it real... today I was That Mom with That Kid. SIGH. At least it was at the library's kiddie story time. (I imagine/hope that 99% of the other parents were silently empathizing.)
One librarian remarked, "Oh! He doesn't want to leave?" And really, I think that in many (but not all) of these instances, he doesn't know What he wants - all he knows is that he wants to choose It in its entirety. Such a bummer when It can't be an option for whatever reason... thereby paving the road to frustration.
Christopher is edging on 16 months old and while he uses as much sign language as he possibly can, he clearly has desires and interests that go way beyond More, All Done, Thank You, Down, and Nurse. And clapping only achieves so much, you know?
So, we went out in a blaze of glory this morning at the library story hour. It was one of those mornings when I thought that it would be good for both of us to get out, see other kids and moms, play a bit, interact... Sometimes this is exactly what we need. Other times it is exactly what we did not need. Sadly, this is never evident beforehand, but only in retrospect.
Apparently, what we did need this morning was a brisk exit from the library and a swift jaunt over to the yarn shop's new location for a little perusing. And then lunch. And a nap/tea. Better.
