I've spent most of the weekend doing schoolwork, and instead of feeling rested, I'm frustrated about going back. I'm sure it will all be fine, but it's not good when I feel ready to call off already!
T's meltdowns are becoming more and more frequent. I'm losing what little patience I have. I've tried ignoring, reasoning, getting down on his level, flipping out myself...yeah, nothing stops them. Today, it was whether or not I was going to read him a book. I was happy to do so. He just couldn't figure out if he wanted me to. Yeah...it's fun at my house.
T is going to be Curious George for Halloween. He had to try on his costume and wear it all around the house. He loves it, and I'm glad. I'm thinking of having a Halloween party. I bought plates and things in anticipation of having one. We used to have one every year. I love Halloween. It's a close second to Christmas for me...without any expectations. I love that.
I LOVE our Farmer's Market. I'm going to be so bummed when it ends here in a few weeks. I got the most beautiful bouquet of dahlias. I also made homemade spaghetti sauce again. B plays there next Saturday, and he usually gets really good tips. I'm always so proud of him for stepping outside of his comfort zone and playing for people.
I started back to WW yesterday. I wouldn't say I'm doing fantastic, but I went for a run/walk today, and I've been measuring portions because I know that's part of my problem. I'm hopeful but also afraid of failure. I'm going to run/walk again tomorrow after school. It will work out since I collect a huge stack of papers on Tuesday. I know I won't go anywhere that day.
Off to get T to bed. I love his nighttime ritual. I also love the smell of his newly washed hair.
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