Jonah was unusually difficult when I picked him up early from preschool today. I was excited to spend the adternoon with him but he broke down crying about everything from where we chose to cross the street, to the snack I made him, to not getting another Lightning McQueen band-aid. After I couldn’t take it any longer, on a hunch I laid down, he joined me for a moment, and I wemt for his achilles heel: a back tickle. Viola… Hunch confirmed: he was exhausted. he crashed within minutes and slept on me for an hour and a half.
This post was photographed, written, and uploadedd entirely on my phone, onw-handed, during aforementioned nap. I might get tendonitis in my left hand because of it, but it was worth it.
When he woke up, first thing he said in a raspy voice was, “mommy, my tummy is mad cause it doesn’t have any food it likes in it.”