I don't know what has gotten into him, but yesterday Hamlet was bouncing off the walls. Because he had a runny nose I kept him home, away from other kiddos. I also kept him out of the snow, prompting him to be quite vocal about his opposition to my decision. When properly channeled, he is going to become a gifted protestor someday!
Hovering in the awkward area between feeling well and being ill, nothing seemed to satisfy or entertain him. He was extraordinary high maintenance as if he wanted company in his misery. When he didn't receive what he wanted, he reverted to an Oscar-worthy tantrum. Scott came home and found Hamlet naked and bright red as he was screaming about wanting to add cat food to his yogurt.
I'm hoping that he is in a better mood today because this old lady is at her wits end!
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