|He is tough to the bone... until it comes to his plug!|
In a perfect world that is how it would have went. However, it didn't really work that way.
In a way you can say I almost fought for his plug as much as he did. After all, I didn't want to add something else disrupting my days. He alone was cranky enough. And without his plug, my little angel of a two year old was bound to be a bear! And by angel, I meant he was really hell on two little legs. But what did I really expect. He was the youngest and he has learned how to get what he wants. After all, patience starts running short after the first couple of kids....
Just about a week ago, the plug went missing. I am not really sure where it is. My theory is my husband stole it, cut it to pieces and threw it in the trash. He is however hiding this secret and won't admit to it!
No plug - no problem! Out of sight - out of mind!
|His plug was with him everywhere he went!|
No Plug - No Problem
It didn't really go down like that!
The first day he screamed! Then he whimpered. He woke up every hour on the hour begging for it. (Needless to say, Mommy didn't get much sleep!) But then it seemed to be forgotten about. He no longer mentioned it. That was until last night!
Last night I was exhausted. We headed to bed and I fell asleep pretty quick. Unfortunately it was like one of those sleeps where you don't really feel like you slept. Suddenly my eyes were wide open. Just in time too. I heard a door squeak open, tiny footsteps walking to the light switch and then the light interrupting the darkness from under my door.
Then in he walks. Slamming my door open and demanding his plug. My husband grunts and rolls over.
Apparently he still hasn't forgotten about it!
I got out of bed, although I did contemplate kicking my husband first and demanding he take care of this since getting rid of the plug was originally his idea. So I went to tuck my little boy back in bed and explained to him he no longer needs his plug and offered him a drink. Surprisingly, there really wasn't much of a fight. I guess my little boy really is growing up!