I must have been out of my mind when I said I would watch out for both grandsons. For more than six hours. At their bhouse. Both because, obviously, the Jewish Community Center’s preschool program is closed on Rosh Hashanah. I will happily admit to being not as young or energetic as I used to be. OTOH, I am alive to move around, complain, and be a PITA to everyone in the family on occasion so I will take it as a win.
I am still tired from the fast turnaround trip to Minnesota. My back doesn’t like picking up heavy weights (anything more than 10kg is a challenge and the 18 mo old is certainly more than that), and I have a different parenting style than my daughter. I don’t believe in negotiating with small children. They get choices when it is possible to give them a choice. But on basics? No. The four year old has figured this out and is will to concede where he figures it will benefit him. The little one? Nope. By himself? Not an issue. Competing with his brother? Might miss out so there was this cranky toddler who refused to take a nap…..
I didn’t manage to get much of anything done after I got home.
Maybe tomorrow?
