I'm finding it already very difficult to keep a straight face when telling this child "no". He is so full of glee when he's doing something he's not supposed to-- like jumping up and down in his crib (holding the rails) instead of napping-- I walk in the room and he squeals with delight and looks at me as if to say, "hey mom, look what i can do!!" Everything in me wants to squeal right back at him, jump in the crib and tickle him till he's gasping for air. Instead I try to do the straight-faced, "You lie down right now, Mister." He looks at me and grins from ear to ear. . . perhaps adding a muffled giggle behind that pacifier. Again, i feel like melting in a heap of laughter, myself. I try to keep my poker face and repeat, "lie down," as i physically lay him down and cover him again with the blanket. he continues with the grin. IT'S KILLING ME!!
I muster up every ounce of maternal authority in my voice that i possibly can and say, "go to sleep", as i shut the door and burst into a smile and shake my head.
now he's in there talking away, probably back in the standing position. What's a smitten mom to do? I suppose if I wait long enough, he'll eventually pass out...and i won't have to pretend to be the heavy.
sometimes (well often lately) i just can't help but think about how short life is (esp this part of it), and how i want to enjoy every moment as if this were my last day to live. it's amazing what that perspective does to you in moments like these. and yet i want my child to be well disciplined. i guess it's all a balancing act in the end...
i just wish i could crawl in there and jump up and down together till we're exhausted, curl up with our blankies and fall asleep.
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