...The Artist

After this he had his first go round with PlayDoh, modeling after his older brother. PlayDoh...whoever invented it was genius. C can't get enough of it, and now neither can Sam. An errand or two, and then off to story time at the library.

Tough day with the boys, actually just the eldest boy. And not for any reason in particular it seems. Just an off day.

It has been a LONG time since I have had these feelings about being a mom. Just one of those days where you feel like whatever you do just isn't right.

It goes in waves with him, with all of them actually. A new "system" needs to be in place...rewards? Something to remind him when he is really doing things right. Because right now I have gotten really good at reminding him when he doesn't do things right. And that is not ok. At all. It will be good for both of us.

To be a four, almost five year old boy...hmmm, wish I knew how that felt. It would probably help me as his mom.