It’s never good to start out a post with a *sigh.*
Jake told the boys earlier this week that we could all go to the movies on base and see Kung Fu Panda. They have been wanting to see it and every day since then Dylan asks “is it Saturday yet? is it Saturday yet?” and the look of excitement on his face was just so precious.
So, today is Saturday. We tell him this morning “yes Dylan, today is Saturday.” He is all pumped to go to the movies. I tell Jake that I’m probably not going to go, I’ll just stay home with Owen. I really wasn’t looking forward to sitting in a theater with a squirming baby who is itching to walk, plus I figured it could be a fun thing for the boys to do with Daddy….they see me all week, but they never get to do something special with just Daddy.
Naptime rolls around. The boys had been outside ALL morning and afternoon. 2:30. Naptime. Dylan is quite hysterical because he is so tired. We tell the boys that if they don’t sleep during naptime, no movie. The movie started right before their bedtime so it was neccessary that they sleep. Aidan slept like a champ. Dylan however, did not. I even tried laying down with him so he’d sleep, but no. He got up three times. 1) “I need to peeeeeeeee.” 2) “oh,um, no, I need to poop now.” 3) “I fought I heard somefing.” Yeah. Sure. You may be thinking “but the kid had to pee and poop and he heard something!” but really, every.single.time. he is supposed to be sleeping he spaces out his pee’s and poop’s and hearing of things so perfectly that he wastes his whole nap. He has it down to a fine art. 😕 (like right now, he’s in bed no more than 10 minutes and he’s been down here twice. *grumble*) 2 hours later, naptime is over, and Dylan didn’t ever go to sleep. Aidan slept like a champ so of course, he gets to go to the movie. Dylan however, no movie. 😦
Oh did he ever cry and cry and scream and beg and cry some more. I felt so bad. So awful. We explained to him that if he wanted to go he needed to sleep. Not just lay there and play, but sleep. And I KNOW he was tired b/c when I was laying with him those few minutes, he dozed a couple of times but then woke back up with a jolt and started fidgeting and playing with the shapes on his walls and the dirt under his finger nails.
I told him that he still had time to get a decent nap in, if he wanted to go back to his room. He opted not to. He wanted to go play outside. Later he tells us about how he is going to the movie. 😦 We correct him. We went through this cycle I don’t know how many times. *sigh*
Then the time came for Daddy and Aidan to leave. Oh did Dylan bawl. At that moment I wanted to say “okay you can go! Go! Go! Go! And have fun!!” But I didn’t. I told Jake I wanted to just let him go and he said “fine, but I really don’t want to deal with a crab.” I said “no b/c if we break and let him go then he’ll think he can break us next time he wants to do something.” I hate that part.
I hate that Dylan didn’t get to go to the movie. I really really do. It hurts my mommy heart.