nap time blues

After a day of hiking (yes, he did everything the big boys did with a little help from his brothers) Simon was exhausted on Friday afternoon.  *this was one of my favorite moments of the hike-- watching Ben and Luke carefully get Simon down the mountain.  I was right there to help, but they stayed behind and made sure he was safe.  Love my boys!

I thought he would fall asleep on the drive home or easily on his bed after lunch..  wishful thinking.  This kid will go and go and go until you physically sit on him and tell him to stop.  I had a screaming baby and an overly tired toddler, which is actually something I deal with often.  Instead of laying down next to Simon, I stayed at the top of the stairs and told him he needed to stay in his bed.  Roma was crying in her crib and he just couldn't stay put... which escalated into a full-blown tantrum.  I decided to pull out my phone towards the end of it because I knew I would want it documented. So glad I did.



This might look like a silly tantrum, but it's in fact a very wise debate on the part of my little man trapped in a three year olds body.  He wanted to go downstairs and he explains that if he doesn't go downstairs three things could happen:  #1 he could get lost, #2 he might have to die, and #3 he will run away and never come back.  What is brilliant about these consequences is that they are all things that Simon thinks would make ME sad.  He knows they would pull at MY heart strings... and this is exactly why I am laughing while talking to him.  I admire the way he debates.  None of them were valid arguments, as I try to point out, but I just love the way his mind works.  Manipulative little boy, but also very cute.