Ben has been in Detroit this week. It's apparently a crazy blizzard. He's stuck there. Efffffffffffffffffff. You know why this saddens me? Because my child acted like this today. Yah, screaming. Crying. Miiiiiiiiinnnneeeeeeeee. Because I wouldn't let him hold the effing bubbles. But the way he says bubbles sure is cute. I also wouldn't let him run in the street after I figured our neighbors were hating us as I pulled him down to the the mail in the wagon and he was SCREAMING "MAMAMAMAMA. Dowwwwwwnnnn." So I let him down. and talked to our neighb's with a baby. When G took off into the street. And had a major melt down when I told him he couldn't run in the street. I'm sure he'll have some sort of therapy about this. Then I saw that Gizmo had gotten out. Surely Maggie had run away. Which actually didn't happen. This is by no means the entire meltdown. Don't let him fool you with sweetness. It didn't continue.
But then there was this. That also happened today. He learned to play the harmonica! It's kind of one of those things that your kid learns and you are so excited for them because they are SO proud of themselves and then you also know that if you were trapped in a small space and it happened non stop you'd want to punch them in the neck? I think that's probably also how snapping will be. Note to self. Don't teach Griffin to snap. Warning. You may want to turn the volume down because my obnoxious mom voice is super loud.
He's so excited he couldn't not jump.
Then when I was putting him to bed
And I still would like for Ben to come home tomorrow.