I also got very frustrated with thew weather today, which was apparently undecided on whether it should rain or be nice and sunny. D and I were all set to walk to the park this afternoon (Get some fresh air! Conserve gas and pollution by walking instead of driving! Spend some time outside of this friggin house where D was finding everything to be horribly upsetting!) and halfway there it started raining. So we come home, and instead drive to Gymboree free play time... and the sun comes out as I drive into the parking lot.
I think D may be going through a pahse of a stronger preference for me now. When Zach's parents were here they'd bathe him every night, and he kinda threw a fit. Usually he LOVES his bath. Then they left and those following 2 nights Zach gave D his bath... and again, he screamed both times (which is odd, as usually he's happy with either of us). But now if I bathe him, he's fine. Tonight I left as D was finishing his dinner so I could go to the post office, and he started screaming as soon as he realized I was going somewhere and didn't stop until going into his crib to sleep 30 mins later. In a way it's sweet, but EGADS!
And now, to remind us all of how cute
I guess he is a mighty cute ball and chain.