Eli has figured out how to throw a good little tantrum. Since getting home, he has really shown his stuff. I think a lot of it is because he is a bit constipated and his tummy hurts. We are trying to remedy that. He is, however, very focused on things that he wants and will let me know when our ideas don't agree. He is refusing to nap this afternoon, probably because of his tummy, but maybe he just is being stubborn. I don't know where he would get that trait. So he screams, arches his back, gives me nasty little looks and does not give up easily. I'm giving in because it could be his tummy. If that wasn't part of the equation, I would march forward to win the battle. But today, he wins.
So, I won't get my biking in... maybe tonight. I went 7.5 miles yesterday. I would like to get at least 8 miles in sometime today. I was a little sore yesterday, but feeling good today.
Of course Isaac would choose today to nap, not a day that his brother is also sleeping. This is another natural law that no one tells women before they become mothers. Sigh.
It may be a long afternoon. Hopefully the little guy can get things moving and he will return to his happy little self. Or maybe he will assert his new found tactics and the war will be on.
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