I didn't take many pictures like this until I had the third child. When my first and second melted down like this, I was overcome with concern ("Is something hurting him?"), or frustration ("Crying again?), or weariness ("When is it naptime?"). But on this third little boy, I was able to see the humor in it. Look at his pitiful little self—baby doll in hand, all set to ride his tiny tricycle. When I said, "Time to come inside for a happy-nappy," he was devastated. As an experienced mom, I'm prepared to kiss his tears, think him utterly adorable, and put him in the bed. Take heart, younger mothers—this thing gets easier as we grow wiser.
What a funny little guy! I too have found that I take more pictures of the chaos after my third boy. Messes, more messes, tantrums, bath's with clothes on, more messes... Fun, isn't it? :-)
ReplyDeleteAnd naptime is very "happy" in our home. For Mommy at least.