Well, it had to happen sometime. And it’s been a-brewin’. My kid is 20 months old. With that age comes plenty of new and tres exciting stuff, ya know?
Like first-ever temper tantrums at the bookstore. Woo hoo!
You’d think that zipping up a coat to protect him from the cold, cold wind was a crime or something. Boy, can he scream when he wants to.
But even though I know that EVERY parent in the universe has to deal with a grumpy, misbehaving toddler on occasion, I went slightly pink in the cheeks as all of the nearby heads (and some from afar) swung in my direction to see who/what was making that horrendous cacophony of sound. I nixed the whole zipper thing, stuffed all miscellany in the diaper bag, and bustled out of there post haste only to run into my editor from my client as I wore the most annoyed expression possible. Heh.
Kids. They’re so darn precious, aren’t they?
Postscript: Um, if you noticed pics of kids here for a few hours, that was a slight oversight from my bungled posting efforts of last night. Those pics now reside on Dev’s site and you can take a gander over there if you like. Just wanted to assure you that you weren’t seeing things.
Welcome to “the club” you’ve been inducted!!!
hi from riley!
those pictures? those wonderful pictures? the second-last one, of dev in his stripes, was SO captivating.
a beautiful little boy, testing his boundaries…i remember it well!
Hang in there… in a few years you will be one of the heads that doesn’t swing around when a toddler screams. You’ll just smile, smug that it is now someone else’s turn, and keep reading that magazine as Devin sits quietly, leafing through a really cool book about dinosaurs or space or ghosts, stopping occasionally to show Scott something really cool.