Before starting this story, I must explain that Christopher has an advent calendar that he made at school. The calendar has little loops with nice things to do to prepare for Christmas, and each morning we remove a loop and read it together.
I also must explain that Christopher is not a morning person. Some mornings are worse than others, but today he woke up exceptionally grouchy. He was stomping around the house, complaining about all things Christmas, his toys, his pajamas, me, breakfast. I have learned that it’s best to just ignore the fits (if I feed into it in any way, the attitude lasts much longer), so I went about my day as usual.
“Hey baby, do you want applesauce or strawberries for breakfast?”
“I HATE BREAKFAST!”
“Applesauce it is. Do you want to grab your loop and we’ll read it while we eat?”
“I HATE APPLESAUCE AND I HATE MY MAMA!”
“Ok, good to know that you hate your Mama, but I think you really love me.”
I set his plate in front of him at the table and reached for the advent loop. This is what his calendar told him today:
And not to worry, Chris was only grouchy until he got a little food into his system, he’s sweet as pie again.