This morning was playgroup at Mill Lake. I decided to let Keziah nap in the morning and go a bit later and meet the other moms for a picnic lunch. I spent the morning getting things ready - making a special lunch for me and Micah, slathering us both in sunscreen, and getting together all the paraphanelia that is needed for such an excursion. We got to the park and Micah ran down the hill ahead of me in excitement, and then proceeded to wipe out once he reached the sidewalk, badly skinning one knee. He wailed, of course, but calmed down when I coaxed him onto the swings.
But 20 minutes later when it was time to sit down and eat, he actually looked at his knee and saw that it was bleeding. This brought on a fresh set of tears and he was still upset even after I hastily applied a band-aid. And he never really recovered. He complained and whined through the whole picnic, refusing to get off my lap even while I was trying to feed Keziah her bottle. I couldn't help but feel frustrated when I saw all the other kids sitting so well with their moms, eating their sandwiches and not whining.
Then the next tragedy was the peanut butter and honey that escaped his sandwich and was now sticking to his fingers - oh the agony!! We abandoned the sandwich eating and tried some of the other snacks, but when Micah saw the cookies that one of the moms was offering, he needed one. While all the other moms made their kids wait to take a cookie until they were done their other food, I gave in and let Micah have his right away to avoid a scene - though I did it somewhat sheepishly.
By this point I had threatened several times that we were going to go home if Micah didn't stop whining, but inside I kind of knew that I wasn't really planning on following through with it. We had barely gotten there and after all the prep that morning I really didn't want to go. But, in hindsight I wish I would've packed everything up right then and there.
It's hard enough to be firm with him at home when there's nobody around to see him wail, but in those situations when I'm not sure how he's going to react, it's pure fear that makes me cave to his whining...
I left feeling more frustrated with myself than anything.
Then this evening when Erik came home we had the ridiculous idea to head to Wal-mart after supper. It was a disaster right from the start. Micah whined to get out of the cart the whole time and Keziah was cranky as she usually is at this time of the night and I had forgotten her soother so that only made things worse. It took us longer than we thought and it was past their bedtimes by the time we got home. As we were coming in the house Micah tripped and fell onto his already-sore knee. He was almost inconsolable and he's still crying in his bed now at 9:30...
Ugh. One of those days.
This shot of Micah smiling was a rare sight today. Micah hates drinking water, but I spent about an hour trying to get him to drink this half-cup and told him he couldn't watch TV until he finished it. It wasn't easy but it worked!
Keziah and I had a nice quiet moment outside this afternoon while Micah was napping and I got some more super-cute pictures of her that I couldn't resist adding. I was only going to post a couple but there were just too many cute ones to choose from...
I've been able to bring out all of her really summery outfits this week with the hot weather we're having. I love this baby doll top from Old Navy...
Mmmm, that camera looks tasty...
Yep, I know I'm cute :)