We spend most of Friday night in here, with no success.
And then, Saturday morning, finally success, and a reward.
John is reaching milestones of his own. His milestone involves a spoon and a mashed avocado. He loved it.
In the mean time, Ada is trying my patience at every turn. Oh my word, the third year is promising to be a challenge. I want to pull my hair out most of the time. Our main problem is ATTITUDE. Any advice? I say a million times a day to Scott--I don't know what to do...We have timed out and pinched and talked and taken things away and practiced the right way to respond...and still, the attitude remains. I am serious about the advice. I would love some right about now. I love her so much, but we spend most of our days at a stand off, and I don't think this is how it is supposed to go. Last night right before bed, Scott, Ada, and I spent time tickling and cuddling and laughing, and it was such a treat to end the day with lots of laughter from Ada rather than whining and tears. How can I make that happen throughout the day? I do not know. I am praying lots, though.