We had an extremely busy, exhausting, but amazing weekend. I had the privilege of playing host to few wonderful house guests (hi Josey and Arch Mama and families, thanks for coming to visit!) and meeting up with several wonderful blog friends old and new at ChiBLOGo. I want to write more about the incredibly weekend later, but today I want to just focus on one thing: how cray cray a toddler can get when he or she is running low on fumes. Namely, my toddler boy.
Because, you guys? I got my ass handed to me by one 31ish pound gremlin baby on Saturday. It was epic. I have never lost my patience quite so completely. My boy was sick – he’s had a runny nose and cough (and as I found out today, his first ear infection), and overtired, overdrawn, and just over. it. I was so frustrated and also tired, and I am in no way proud of how I handled the situation.
But we survived with some tears of exhaustion and frustration from both him and me.
And ranch dressing.
Yes, the ranch dressing helped us very much.