Tuesday, May 5, 2015
DAY NINE: Power Off
We lost power during his TV time. Right smack dab in the middle of a mystery on Scooby Doo and the boy went bonkers. He gets to watch two shows as part of his calming down time since giving up his nap—and oh you National Grid, you ruined everything!
He dragged me through the house saying “remote, Mommy, remote, Scooby Doo.” I kept saying the power is out buddy there is nothing we can do. But his little two-year old brain just could not compute. He ran to a corner and started sobbing his heart out. The poor child wailed in agony, he cried so hard that he collapsed on the floor ASLEEP.
It was crazy… like really a little crazy.
It is so heartbreaking when their wee dreams get smashed like that—and as a parent you have to look on powerlessly and wait for them to work through it. I mean, if I could have turned the power back on this afternoon you know I would have, I want him to be happy and in that moment, Scooby and the gang was all that mattered.
While Jesse and I laughed at the ridiculousness—and insane cuteness—of our collapsed kid, it was really a little bittersweet, even with all the silliness. This whole being a parent job is going to get harder and harder as time goes on—especially when we have to sit back and watch while they navigate life’s bumps and figure things out on their own.
But I can’t dwell on what future problems we will have when this kid is laying in the middle of the floor, I am too caught up in his sweet snoring face—and trying to stifle fits of laughter.