I woke up this morning with Dad (I just realized that he wasn’t around yesterday!) and we played in my bedroom until we headed downstairs. I didn’t have any interest in helping Dad make my egg, but by the time he finished making it, I was happy to eat it. I ate about half my oatmeal, but given the week I’ve had, this is closer to normal…but not quite there.
I was expecting us to run right out to the grocery store as usual, but we were moving a bit more slowly and soon Mom came downstairs to join us. We read some books and before long it was time for soccer practice. Dad stayed home to wait for a delivery and Mom took me to practice. It was so cold outside that we drove (rare for Mom). I had a terrible soccer practice. I refused to do much (even my favorite red light, green light — until purple light, at which point I joined in) and even tried to run away a couple times.
We got home and i was pretty fussy. Dad played with me until lunch time and then my nap. When I got up, Dad and I went to Whole Foods, where I was happy to eat almost a half-pint of blueberries while we shopped. I was still pretty fussy when I got home, demanding to eat a bunch of cheese and a bunch of yogurt, which Dad let me do.
Mom went to a benefit for a friend and Dad stayed with me. We played in the office a bit, we played upstairs for a bit, and we read some books in the living room. I struggled with dinner — I refused chana, pea burgers, and humus. In fact, I think I’ll wake up very hungry tomorrow.
I cried a lot between the end of dinner and bed time. At least I fell asleep right away!
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