Wm has been weirdly, WEIRDLY, nearly amazingly good the past couple days. He was an angel yesterday morning getting ready, was all green all day at school, came home and was so good it was scary, and then woke up today and was equally good. He took a bath (usually a tortuous, tear-filled event) with good humor and even got his face wet and didn't freak out. Steve and I can't figure out what's going on. But we're not complaining.
Part of it may be that I decided to introduce some weekly inducements. Now, we have Taco Tuesday and Wm gets tacos every Tuesday, as well as family game night after. Then, Friday is Movie Night - and each family member gets to take turns picking a movie and we get to eat in front of the TV (which is NEVER allowed) and it's always pizza and popcorn...more Willie Favs. He is creepily excited about these things - and, having something to look forward to seems to make him chillax a bit.
I was telling Steve I'm afraid Wm is growing up in a really insular way and we should do more to expose him to different things and cultures. I (mostly kidding because, as anyone knows, it's an expedition for me to spend one night in a luxury cabin in the Hocking Hills - I am not a happy traveler) told Steve we should sell all our worldly belongings and travel the world as modern nomads. (I follow a blog where a family does this and I live vicariously through them.) Steve pauses for a minute, grabs the remote control, flips on the TV and says, "I just got a sweet TV - I'm not going anywhere."
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