begging for some of daddy's icecream (he tried SO hard, but didn't pull it off)
anyway, we had a rough start to meeting this morning; since cole has been on a "nap strike" (like, ALL naps- the only time he can't hold out is when we go somewhere- although he usually stays awake when we drive somewhere, if he's truly tired, he'll nod off pretty quickly), he's been a bit intolerant, and sitting quietly really wasn't on his agenda for this morning. he was SO tired, fighting sleep, so i took him out, thinking he'd fall asleep right away and we could have a decent meeting. my bad... he screamed. at one point, i was getting it from all angles- cole was screaming and kicking (while still rubbing his eyes and trying to snuggle in) and baby #2 was jabbing me from the inside. wonderful. i felt slightly out-numbered. either the baby was protesting the noise from his/her big brother or they were in cahoots, i'm not sure which! so anyway, at one point, cole did fall asleep... until i tried to sneak back out, at which point the screaming started all over again. we finally got back out partway into testimony and he sat very well (not on his chair, though) and did real well through the potluck. he porked out on watermelon and cheerios- i forgot to bring his veggies, but he'll survive. most of his lunch and supper every other day of the week is made up of mostly veggies... the kid deserves a break! he fell asleep on the way home, but after 30 minutes, was wide awake. nothing is getting him back to sleep, so here i sit, desperate for a little time to myself, while he crawls around on a mission for destruction... and daddy happily naps in the living room. no rest for the desperate, i guess... *yawn*
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