I dried my hair using a paddle brush instead of a round brush, and it looks a lot better.
Jackson and I are getting along very well today. I started the morning off by looking him in the eye and apologizing for yesterday. I was wrong. We agreed that today I would try not to yell and he would try not to whine.
He's taking a nap. I told him he needed to rest up so he could do his best at swim school this afternoon. He's loving his lessons.
There's been laughing instead of yelling.
One notable incident was when I asked Jackson this morning if he needed to go to the bathroom.
No! I tee teed on the wall!
What? What wall?
The green wall! (That's the bathroom.)
I couldn't make my mind believe what he was saying, so I just let it go.
I few minutes later he brought me one of his toy trucks that was dripping wet. Upon smelling the truck, I realized it had gone through The Little Boy Car Wash of Pee.
I inspected the bathroom and found that the grout was wet and the floor slippery. He had indeed peed on the wall. After a good long time out, Jackson came over to me on his own volition and said, "Mommy, I'm sorry." It was a real, sincere, unprompted apology. I am so glad he's learning this. Where would we all be without a sense of remorse? We'd have no relationships, especially not with God.
My dad later explained that there was just no way I could understand how awesome little boys think it is to pee on things. When I recounted the story to Curt, he had another explanation.
When Jackson woke up early this morning he really had to go. (Good job for holding it all night!) The bathroom was dark, so he moved his stool over to the wall to be able to reach the light switch. He just couldn't make it and the wall and floor, and apparently a small truck, got baptized. Bless his heart. Curtis was half asleep and just didn't see the extent of the mess that had been made. I was snoozing in the bed and completely oblivious to what was going on. Now I feel bad for giving him a time out. I suppose the theme of the day is I'm Sorry.
What I'm not sorry for is taking these. Or for realizing that Annabeth didn't have her bow on and quickly taking care of her accessory needs.