So yeah. Music Together. Remember how I super gushed about all the cute babies, mostly still crawling, all playing together so perfectly and the super nice moms there, too? Well. We have a new group now. Everyone is nice enough, I guess. But the moms are…already friends with each other. (And super rich and skinny whatever) and their kids are bigger. Two weeks in a row Camper got flattened by a little boy who simply doesn’t watch where he’s going. He was crying and freaking out and the kid was all, “See ya, annoying baby!” Then yesterday a certain amorous toddler decided that she was going to hug all the kids, and while I was busy doing Sea Shells with another Mom the toddler flattened Camper so bad that the mom who got there first actually checked his teeth (to see if they got broken, I guess, or if he bite himself.) And honestly, my kid doesn’t cry that much when he gets hurt. But he does when another kid is involved. So yeah, is this normal? Do I just have to wait for him to be bigger and then teach him to defend himself?
What broke my heart even more than outright violence, however, was when Camper saw a little baby girl standing next to him and smiled at her and then held out his hand for her to take it if she wanted to. He didn’t even grab her hand! Just held his out, and she just walked away, miffed.
A whole new brand of heartbreak for the mommy.
Whatever, he is too good for her anyway ;)
But other than the new social drama, I’m still enjoying it. I love seeing him pretend to be a train walking around with the group, participating even more now. Following the grownups motions and singing along. He even puts the instruments away when it’s time, putting them in the right bin then waving “Bye bye” to them without crying. Good kid.
I took him to the doctor on Monday- he had to get a couple of vaccinations that he couldn’t get before because of my medications (I would get sick because of the live virus) and turns out, he still couldn’t get the chicken pox one. They’re freaked that I’ll get shingles, which I don’t think would be very fun. At all. But the doctor came in to check him out and he FREAKED OUT. As soon as he saw her he let loose, and she actually had to call in a couple of nurses to help us, and that was just so she could LISTEN TO HIS BREATH SOUNDS. When she did the shots he COULD get I held him on my lap, nurses held down his legs and the doctor administered the shots. Then I got a shot, too (on the DL, I haven’t been able to get this particular one anywhere else, so they gave it to me) he cried for me, too. Poor baby. The doctor said, and I quote,
“How old is he? 16 months? He is so strong.” My first thought: try changing his diaper. My second thought: baby tacklers beware. When he realizes he can tackle back, you gonna be in TRACTION.
He wore this hat for a couple of hours. He brought it to me and said, “HAT-AH” and then refused to take it off.
Twas cute.
Erin, that story made me cry, he is such a sweet boy, he does not know that the rest of the world may not be as sweet as he is. As far as teaching him to defend himself, he is smart, and it will not take many times for that to happen before you are the Mom running to keep him in check. Your brother used to be like that, and then when he got his fill,he would let them have it. Do not worry, he is doing just fine, and you are too. And PS I love that hat pic, it is so cute. Love you all P