So, we went to the park this am to try and burn off some steam before we were engulfed by steam (yes, it *is* summer in ABQ). D was NOT a happy camper to be going...why was a mystery to me. He is 2...that was about all I could conclude. In a matter of 15 minutes, he had committed every "I am 2 years old" act possible, and I made the decision to go home...believe me, the best decision for all involved...read: within a five-mile radius of his mouth :). So, what happened when we got home you ask?
Yes, my darling 2-year old fell.asleep. At 9:30 am. Hmmmm, tired much? Note to self: when 2-year old acts like crazy loonatic, he might be tired. To be fair to me, he wasn't up any earlier than normal, and went to bed at a normal hour, so I really don't know *why* he was so tired, unless he is hitting a growing streak. Anyway, isn't he just the sweetest sleeping angel? *nods*
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