I thought I could put him in this Art Camp he's been asking about but he didn't want anything to do with it. I asked him how many days he wanted to go-one or two. He held up two fists and said "How many is this?" I answered, "Zero". He responded, "That's how many days I want to go." Thinking I misunderstood, I asked him again, "How about this many?" (Holding up two fingers.) He responded by holding up his two fists again and saying "How about this Many?"
I knew it was going to be a long week.
I had good intentions to "bond" with the Boy. Do some fun stuff just the two of us. We started out strong by spending an entire day at the Children's Museum. It's interesting watching the younger child on their own. Without the shadow of an older sibling. He was very unsure and standoff-ish. Even said he was ready to go after about an hour. I fed him lunch and asked him to try a few more things. Our trip then turned into a FIVE hour trip.
Since then, we've had a soccer game, a dentist appointment, a grocery store trip, a trip to the library. Not very much fun. Weather hasn't cooperated either. This week we have had the pleasure of enjoying a pollen count of abouy ONE MILLION, two days of SNOW, Two 75 degree days and thunderstorms anticipated for tomorrow.
I don't think he's cared one way or another, especially since he's such a home body. But, I wasn't feeling like Mother of the Year.
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