laughing and repeatedly smacking/kicking/pulling people/things. The
people/things often tends to be me, and my hair. (guess that's a
reason to get me another pixie cut)
well, anyway, he did so last night.... like practically all night.
like my husband got out of bed at 11:35 and took off b/c the
repeatedly getting woken up was getting on his nerves, and he was
having difficulty keeping his cool. So I changed Tristan's poopy
diaper (probably the initial reason he was going psycho) but that
didn't really abate it. Then when he finally did lay down, next to me.
Lily decided now was the time to get mad at tristan for being near
mommy. and she stood next to him, and didn't move. So that set off
another firestorm...
I eventually ended up having to strap him in his high chair until he
fell asleep.... which makes me feel bad, but otherwise I wasn't only
not getting sleep, I was getting beat up!
Oddly enough, though its annoying, it doesn't really make me mad, and
it actually kind of makes me laugh. I guess, because he's not really
trying to hurt me, and I understand that. I just wish I knew how to
get him to redirect that energy in a less painful manner....
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