He was so good today. It was almost unbelievable how easy it was to mother him all day. He was agreeable and pleasant and fun, just like the old days when he was happy 100% of the time. Not a single tantrum, no big crying or whining... The way I'm writing this sounds like he has become terrible, and that is not the case, not at all. He's still a very easy child, but now that he has opinions about everything, he is not as easy as he used to be.
We played all day in his room, and he helped me clean up the toys that were everywhere. He wanted to sit in my lap and listen to stories. He only asked for cookies a few times, and he didn't get upset when they weren't forthcoming. Okay, I admit, I did give him ONE Oreo after lunch, but he asked very sweetly, and he deserved it. Little bugger split the two cookies, kept the side with the creme on it and threw the other side to the floor (where Honey quickly grabbed and ate it, and yes, I know chocolate is bad for dogs, but half an Oreo is nothing to an 80 pound dog). Dennis savored his creme covered cookie so well that I didn't have much cookie residue to wipe off him.
We went to the park today, a different park than before, and we were the only people there. He enjoyed sliding and swinging and riding on those animals-on-springs where you rock back and forth. He climbed the play structure a number of times and went down the slides all by himself. He liked when I pushed him in the swing and then got in the swing beside him and kept our swinging parallel. But mostly he enjoyed walking on the gravel track around the park. I wonder if he thought that maybe Mommy needed to be walking the track and nominated himself as my personal trainer. Nice thought, but the pace he set was pretty easy for me, especially since my short legs are MUCH longer than his short legs. We didn't stay on the track, as we occasionally got distracted by picnic tables that made for some nifty climbing structures. I don't know why he ignored the actual climbing structures in favor of the picnic benches and tables, but he did. I had to take him back over to the playground a few times after we'd wandered to the opposite end of the park, and he was always thrilled to see the slides. Not that he didn't know where he was at all times... He was very careful to orient himself frequently. No matter where we were in the park, he would glance up, locate my Tracker, and point and say "car". He knew which vehicle was taking him home! When he was ready to go, he grabbed my keys, pulled out the Tracker key, aimed it at the car, and started walking. I was so impressed that I just followed and held him up and let him insert it in the door lock. He was so proud!
We had dinner at Shoney's with his Grandma, and he charmed all of us. He enjoyed his meal as he always does. Tonight he had a fork and spoon at his disposal, and he used the fork to repeatedly stab his placemat or to pick up food and then use his hands to get the food off the fork and into his mouth. We're working with him on using eating utensils, but they are still just novelty items to him. He'll get there. We all had to learn to use them at some point.
He went to bed happily and quietly, just as he did for both his naps today. He was just so good. So many happy smiles and giggles. And we had so much fun playing together. If only all the days could be like today... But then I suppose I wouldn't appreciate the good days as much.
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