Waskesiu: Part 2

Today was really great šŸ™‚ We didn’t really accomplish anything, yet it felt better than just a lazy, laying around kind of day. We had cinnamon buns for breakfast as played toys with Dekker until he went down for a nap. We tried very specifically to keep him awake until he was exhausted so as to not bug out neighbours with his crying. When he sleeps in new places, Dekker sometimes has a harder time falling asleep. However, he was tired at all his usual times an went to be like a champ. When he did fuss a little, we reminded ourselves that it was the middle of the day and a little crying shouldn’t hurt anyone too much. Brady ad lounged in the jacuzzi while Dekker napped.
We got dressed up a bit and went down for supper at 6. We made a reservation but I guess she listed it on the wrong day. Luckily it was early enough and the dining room hadnt filled yet. I ordered a pizza and Brady ordered a steak. As soon as our food came, out came Dekker’s angry side. He wailed and fought and cried. He wouldn’t sit it his chair, be held, or go down. He wouldn’t eat anything we offered him. Brady did everything he could, taking him out if the restaurant, finding him toys, to no avail. I could tell they were both getting progressively more frustrated so I convinced Brady to trade me off and eat some of his steak. And Dekker calmed as soon as I had him in my arms šŸ™‚ I wouldn’t normally share a story like this because I don’t want Brady to feel bad. He did amazing! But Dekker opts for Brady everyday. He almost never chooses me over his dad. But today, he needed mommy. And it felt awesome! I rocked him and he cuddled and quieted and rested and stared at the other tables filled with people who could finally eat in peace. I could finally sit down and eat a little bit with him on my lap. Any offering of food I gave was whole heartedly rejected. Finally I stuck a piece of chicken on the fork he was playing with and just left it on the plate. And he picked it up and ate it, no questions asked. Jaws dropped. Of all ridiculous things. Sigh. So we did get him to eat, it just was a bit more dramatic than usual.
Back upstairs, we watched a bit of tv and I went back down to the restaurant to grab some cheesecake. One of the servers pulled me aside and said a few of the ladies had been talking about us. Apparently the people in the suite next door to ours are a large group of girls on a stagette. The ladies with the hotel were concerned for our sleep and actually gave us keys to another room in case we chose to move. I thought that was pretty awesome šŸ™‚
When I got back to our room, Dekker was completely out if sorts. We had plans to keep him up for quite some time so that he would be good and tired in time for bed, but he was more than ready to sleep! And hey, if our neighbours are loud a little bit of baby fussing won’t bug.
After some hilarious cuddles and tickles with my freshly Jammied and hydrated boy, he is talking in his playpen and there is a jacuzzi, movie, and piece of cake waiting for me. Have a great night!

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Ah, glad you are having a great time and yes you both handled the dinner drama very well! As parents that is all you can do when they can’t tell you what it is that is making them upset. It isn’t like reasoning with them is easy at our boys age. šŸ™‚ Doesn’t it often seem to be at the worst moments! LOL Oh well. šŸ™‚