Just returned from a lovely week spent at my parent's house in San Diego and wouldn't you know it? My little kooky rebel could not have been sweeter or better behaved. (Do you think maybe he read my last post? Did one of you come to him at night and lecture him on his insanity? Seriously. What happened?)
I think we both needed a vacation from our vacation because after a week of hanging by the pool, going to the beach and watching the "Lalimpics" Archer and I are back to being best buds. No breakdowns for either of us. I even managed to take him to a prenatal appointment last Monday and watched in awe as he sat beside me with his hands folded in his lap.
"I'm so impressed!" my doctor said. "He's so well behaved."
Uh.....Uh.... Uh..... Uh......
Have we turned a corner? I hope so. Regardless I feel very relieved that my child hasn't gone completely psycho. He's actually rather pleasant. He fell in love with the Solar System this week. His favorite planet is Saturn because "it has big rings!" and "ouder space is so cool, mommy. We live on planet Erfth!")
Here's a little video of Archer with his cousin, reading his favorite "Saturn book"...
And a photo of Archer who insisted on trying on his baby sister's new sweater because "is real cute."
And one more of Archer and my mom who pretty much taught Archer to swim in a week. With floaties, of course. But still.
In conclusion, everything's relatively back to normal. We have a few playdates planned for next week, a beach trip or two and if worst comes to worst, my parent's house is only two hours away. Because apparently, Archer is much more relaxed down there.
Then again, they do have a pool. How could our measly little Water Table ever compete with that?
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