This week has been ridiculous. In my infinite wisdom, I took our social calendar and crammed it with enough meetings/events/appointments/dinners to make Kate Middleton feel faint. It wasn’t all drudgery, but it required time. And it required us to tote our darling little 18-month-old all over town– in the cold, after dark, and definitely after bedtime.
I know what you’re thinking so just say it, already: Mother of the year.
Which is why I would like to take this opportunity to give-it-up for my magic baby.
I was going to make this post a dumb list– maybe something like “5 Tips to Avoid Baby/Toddler Meltdowns When You’re Out and About.” But then I realized a list would imply that I’m some sort of toddler-whisperer. It might make you think I have control over my child. And the truth is I don’t.
I don’t know why this kid sits quietly through meals at hip local gastropubs. I don’t know why he bats his eyes at strangers or why he is content listening to adult chatter with no toys in sight. I don’t know why we can blow through nap time without seeing a tantrum.
Sim is just like that sometimes– he just behaves. I have no idea why.
Please don’t hate me.
When it comes to going out, Simeon can be a really easy baby. At home he meltsdown, throws fits (and throws punches), but when we’re out and about? He’s gets all kinds of Zen. Sometimes I think he’s the Buddha. It’s weird.
So now that I’ve spilled the beans, wish me luck– because you and I both know that choosing to write about my son’s good-nature is guaranteed to trigger all kinds of beastly little-boy behavior in the coming days. I’ve brought it on myself. —> Full disclosure: Right after I wrote this, Sim freaked out at the COSBA meeting (pictured above) over not being offered his drink in a timely fashion– I considered deleting this post altogether but who has the time? Whatever. To our fellow diners, my sincerest apologies. Ugh. #magicbabyfail