Spending the first few grey days of Boston in the fall drinking tea, taking walks among the brownstones in the South End… and throwing tantrums. That is, I’m drinking the tea and P’s throwing the tantrums. A whole weekend without a good nap has definitely caught up with him – and while he did nap this morning (because dad’s not here and oh fine, might as well sleep since mom’s no fun anyway) his mood is still set to “EVERYTHING IS AWFUL.”
So, no extra fun outings for us today while we try our best to regroup. Just snuggling with his newly washed and – much to his dismay, less stinky – bear and some more tea.