I’ve decided to stop labeling these in such a clinical way, as I have been.
Well, we lucked out and didn’t get any rain today, although it was still a bit chilly outside. Kiddo got out and was using the sidewalk chalks to desecrate our patio, and finally figured out how to get started on climbing the big apple tree in the backyard. I’m not aware of any kid, boy or girl, who doesn’t like climbing trees. After being warned not to climb too high, and be careful of the moss growing on the tree, he was great.
He had his weekly visit with his bio-mom today, and seemed to enjoy it, but it’s sometimes hard to tell with him. Being so young, his memory is still somewhat unreliable, and he tries to fit what he wishes had happened into what actually did happen. For instance, he ‘has a sister who is so small you can’t see or hear her’. I’m really not sure if that is something I need to report to his social worker or not. But maybe that’s because hubby and I have recently gotten into the series ‘Once Upon A Time’ and going through the older episodes to get caught up.
He was glad to get home, though I don’t know if it’s appropriate to use the word ‘home’ just yet. I keep getting the feeling that hubby and I are being gently herded into something. I’m not complaining, mind you, but I really don’t like being manipulated. Anyone who knows me well will tell you that. If it does get to that point, I would be proud to call him my son.
If left http://valsonindia.com/about-us/research-development/ super cialis professional unattended, it might negatively affect marital life leading way toseveral issues. This medication also proffers a significant sale viagra way to consume the drug for ED treatment. Multiple health benefits featured in cinnamon makeit as a common sildenafil tablets australia ingredient for the preparation of numerous herbal medicines. Buying online gives you the advantage of ordering your medication from order viagra sample your bed (via a laptop) and also providing some equipment which can help in gaining size.
So, after the visit, time outside drawing on the patio, climbing the tree, and terrorizing (well, intimidating) the puppy, we started watching Shrek. He LOVED it, but started falling asleep about half-way through it. Quick bath, teeth-brushing and bedtime story later, he wanted to play with the stuffed animals in his room.
We wound up having a mini-pillow fight, only with stuffed animals. I managed to get the stuffed cat that looks like Shirley’s Boo-Boo Kitty from the old show ‘Laverne and Shirley’. I had to hold onto it by the head so that the plastic rotating-ish eyes didn’t hurt him. I eventually won, since he had all the other animals on his side. He laughed a lot, but he laughed even more when the tickle monster came.
In all honesty, I wasn’t sure if I wanted or was even ready to be a parent. This last month has shown me that I am. For so many years, I’ve been the eccentric uncle to my nieces and nephews. There is a certain satisfaction in knowing that I could just as easily have been their eccentric father.