According to Mike this was just a 'rough day'. According to Mike everyday is a rough day. What was rough about this one? Well, let's see. We went to get our pictures taken this morning and despite their best efforts, we had to wait 45 minutes. And since I scheduled the appt at 10, that means by the time we were called back we were bumping up against naptime. I had to wake Rachel 20 minutes into a nap to go there to begin with, so needless to say, both kids were uncooperative. They did manage to get some decent shots though. His parents were relatively well behaved. Lucy had nothing to do and offered numerous times to come back to our house afterwards. I sucked it up and took her up on it, so that Mike and I could go out to lunch. We had a nice lunch at Don Pablos. Actually the food was so-so, the waiter overcharged us, and it was overpriced to begin with, but WE were having a good time. So we came home and Mike took a nap. Then he woke up and I went to the grocery store (sans kids), but his mom was here to help out, and Rachel was asleep for a chunk of the time I was gone. Then he gets all upset tonight because Rachel is fidgeting and not being cooperative about him plopping her on his shoulder while he tried to play on his PSP. Turns out she made an icky, up-the-back poopy. He started snapping at her and I stepped in. Ironcally, Spencer had also pooped and that pissed Mike off too. We made it through bathtime (even though Mike didn't want to give Spencer one, but Spencer was trying to tell us yes he did want a bath), and got the kids to bed. Then he retreats to the bedroom for 3 hours of game playing. That's totaling at least 4 hours of game playing plus a nap (probably an hour), and a pleasant lunch out. With a stressful hour and 15 minutes this morning. I can see how it was a rough day. Oh and at some point in the day, he was sick - for about 5 minutes until he forgot about it.
He just lives in the moment, and reacts to everything based on whatever emotion he's feeling exactly then. And take it out on everyone else. I told him this evening that he was a jerk today, and the kids didn't deserve him snapping at them. If Spencer is in the wrong, fine, then tell him no, and what he did wrong. If necessary, give him a time out or a spanking or take away the toy or whatever. But "Spencer, PLEASE!!!" doesn't help anything.
The kids were good today. Spencer is saying more words. He said clap, and a few other things. He was really only fussy when we were having pics. Same with Rachel. She was scared at the picture place, poor little thing, all those flashing lights and such. She looked adorable in her little dress. And Spencer looked very handsome in his new sweater. His new brown shoes were too tight though. Bummer. I hope I can return them.
I guess that's it for today. I'm continuing to feel better with regards to Spencer. And trying with Mike. He can just be so aggrevating. And I swear he acts more like a two year old than Spencer does. I can't even go to sleep because he's playing his stupid game. Again. Always.