It seems lately that Dante and I have come to a nice peaceful click, it seems somedays we struggle with son pushing mom’s buttons and mom being lost for having to translate. It’s has been simple things like asking if he has to go to the bathroom before we leave and halfway down the street I get the “I have to go to the bathroom” even though I DID make him try before getting out the door. Like I said things are finally syncing up with us, even with James we’re trying better tactics of having a more peaceful home. We’re all tired by the time we get home from work and yelling isn’t how we want to deal, we’ve become parents whom explain things way too much but it’s working. A few days ago this clip of a nanny beating a child went viral on Facebook, it upset me so much that I couldn’t even watch it, last night I had a horrible dream that I was that woman beat my child, it freaked me out because I would never do that, I’ve lost my temper and I have yelled, I have said some horrible things under my breath but I don’t hit. Life is so good and peaceful why would I have such a horrible dream?
Life IS good, James and I got Dante a wicked gift for Christmas that I know he’s going to love. I’m not telling yet, that’ll be another entry (because it’s a total new can of worms but it’ll be how his generation goes and even working for the city in a school I see if all the time and there’s no denying it.) Like I said… another time. I found Dante a Darth Mal stocking too for christmas which really excited me. I have his advent calendar all stocked with chocolates and small gifts. I found James an amazing gift for Christmas and I already have 1/4th of the shopping done :)
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