A Sleeping Bear

Bear must have been very tired today. He screamed all through Target, after I told him he was not going to get a coco, milk or juice. I said you can get some on Friday. Well that completely set him off. And of course I pick the one cart where the seat belt does not work so I’m left with a screaming child who is trying to climb out. Fortunately I did not have much to pick up, just something for Girl Scouts today and a few shorts to round out Bear’s summer wardrobe. I picked up said items quickly and left. You would think that by now Bear would have stopped crying, well just for a few seconds while we checked out and then it started all over again. He had a Target bag in his lap which I took away to put in the car and there he went again. The continual cries for “Dada, Dada,” even though Daddy is at work and cannot come to the rescue. What a mean Mommy. So we get home and he is still crying, walking into the house, lying on the floor, still crying. I take a shower, (since I was just at the gym) and he is still crying. Finally while I am changing my clothes he stops. I figure he fell asleep but where was the mystery. Until I walked downstairs I was not sure where he was, and there he is laid out on the tile floor sound asleep. Now why couldn’t he of made his way up the stairs to lye down on his bed? Or at least made his way over to the carpet in the dining room? Nobody will know, but at least the crying has stopped. Until I pick him to go get Isabelle from school, one can only hope it won’t start again.