I’m hiding out… in my room…chugging coffee and waiting for the next interaction with my little monster…
Moms will understand, Summit is cutting his molars. He is grumpy and miserable. He only wants to eat cheerios.
He is FINE until he sees me, then he turns into a snotty mess! WHY?! It’s almost hilarious actually. (well, not after 2 days of this) He is watching “Wonder Pets” or something on Nickelodeon. Thank God for the TV. I was one of those people who was NEVER going to let my kid watch TV. I guess if that my goal I should have gotten RID of the TV, b/c the mesmerizing calmness that comes over Summit while the blue screen is flickering is too tempting for me to resist.
I’m suppose to go to lunch with Jacqueline… I better cancel… again… I was looking forward to adult time, darn it! 
He’s talking in a grumpy way in the other room. It reminds me of a king wondering where his servants are. He’ll make a loud noise, like he’s asking a question, then pause, and I’m sure look for me. He dumped the Cheerio box over, scattering the little O’s like the sand over the invisible pathway on Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. Sigh. Now fueled by a caffeine high I go face my monster…