Because Wombles received a wonderful set of Play-Doh from Boppy and Grandma for his birthday. He LOVES to play with Play-Doh. And I know I'm recovering, because I was (after some thought and consideration) able to let him play with all of it at once, and not just dole out one color at a time. Which is what I really really really REALLY wanted to do.
Why, you may ask?
Because this:
Makes me absolutely crazy. For so many reasons. I become irritable, distracted, and I can feel my blood pressure rising. I had to walk away while this was happening. I couldn't look at that end of the table. It's...totally unnatural.
THEY WERE BRAND NEW! HOW CAN HE POSSIBLY ENJOY THEM EVER AGAIN?!? AAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHH!
However, I survived. And when playtime was over, and I brought him the canisters two at a time, he gamely picked the stacked pancakes apart and put each color back into its own container.
I said almost recovered.
But I'm breathing again.
2 comments:
There you go again--putting someone else's needs above your own.....I love you!!
Boppy and G'ma support you wholly in this! And if you need a support group, I think we know where you can find one....
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