Stuck inside
We had someone come to fix our heating system today. Well, try to anyway. It turns out our boiler is leaking which means we’ll probably have to spend close to ten thousand dollars to replace it.
The heating guy, who was very nice was here for more than six hours. He has three kids. The youngest is five months old and he said something about how he can’t wait until gets to sleep again. Apparently none of his kids were sleepers. His five year old sleeps now, but both his three year old and the infant sleep with him and his wife. That is terrifying. I’ve always heard the (wonderful) wives tale that if one kid isn’t a sleeper the next one will be. I hate to hear that’s not true. Sam is not a good sleeper.
Anyway, since the heat guy was here for more than six hours we never left the house. Aside from running back and forth throwing toys Sam never got much physical activity. A day without the playground almost always means a day without a nap. Sam not taking a nap means that Sam was a cranky, cranky boy who threw his dinner all over the floor. Twice.
He fought Bob while Bob tried to put him to sleep then fought me when I came in to give it a shot. I left him to cry by himself for 10 minutes then went in and nursed him to sleep after getting hit in the head. I hate when I end the day feeling stressed. Let’s hope he sleeps through the night.
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