Nice and quite, so I thought we was
probably asleep. Went upstairs to return doggie to him and find
him sitting in his bed covered in Purel. He climbed on top of
the dresser, brought it back to his bed, and soaked everything.
Sooo angry! I changed him and all of his bed stuff (bye bye
blanket) and he screamed and kicked. I put him back in bed and
walked out. He screamed some more. I sat outside his door
listening to him throw his toys and started reminding myself
that anger breeds anger. After I calmed myself down I went back
in and he ran over saying “hurt self. kiss it make it better.”
So I kissed him all over and hugged him and told him that the
sooner he takes a nap the sooner he can come downstairs. We
cuddled and chatted for a few minutes and he laid down in his
bed with a new toy and blanket and closed his eyes. I came down
and turned the monitor off for awhile. And I’m forever grateful
that Eve is an easy, peaceful baby!