It happens........
Running late for work trying to wrestle with a 2 year old to get his coat and hat on. Then I get to the car and realize I forgot to grab my purse. The drive to daycare is filled with screams, "mama-no"
We pull in the babysitters driveway and get out of the car and he decides to lay down on the driveway in front of the car and scream (even though it is apprx 20 degrees outside).
At this point I am almost in tears, and sweating trying to compose myself. We walk in and he looks at me and says, "bye mama", and smiles.
Having a two year old has definitely taught me to be a more patient person :)
On days like this- I remind myself of how sweet he can be and how much I love him.
(And I picture how peaceful and sweet he looks when he is sleeping- lol)
