he's signing a lot these days. it seems every day he learns a new sign and/or verbalizes a new word that i can understand. he's yearning to communicate much better than some of my other littles did at his age. this is great and i love to watch him learn too. but anyway, that night, we weren't communicating well.
he didn't settle down. so i came to check on him. he's so cute, sitting there just pouting away. naughty, but cute. even "cuter" was the snot that was smeared on the side of his nose onto his cheek. i knew he was already mad for the first water-wipe so i was quick to get my hand wet and pinch his nose to get it all this time. as i pinched his nose, i felt a big pressure release and come popping out. i couldn't believe it. that's never happened. i looked into the bathtub where the snot rocket had shot, and saw a peanut floating!
he looked up at me and then laid down into the water. i gave him his water bottle and he smiled and said, "tank chew!" no more grumps. no more groucho.
Try to remember, "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."