It occurred to me this morning, listening to Charlie have a mini breakdown over the breakfast options available to him that toddlers are so random and why should I not also be random? Why do they get to dominate this??
Yesterday we encountered my neighbor out on the sidewalk, and our two toddlers (mine = 4yo, hers = 3yo) (I think I’m not supposed to call mine a toddler anymore? I guess he’s more of a preschooler now but the distinction seems unnecessary at this point) were attempting to decide if they wanted to play together. They love each other and despite being literal next-door neighbors, we don’t get to see each other too often (insert generic “life is so busy” bullshit here iykyk) so the boys were thrilled to see each other. But there was conflict inside them! Charlie wanted to “go on an adventure” - his term for a walk around the neighborhood, and her kid wanted to go inside because it was cold outside. But ALSO they really wanted to play together outside. Like REALLY A LOT. Wh…
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