Whew!

My little man was a little whirlwind this morning!

Tearing apart toys.

Hurting his little sister.

Climbing all over the grocery cart.

Saying unkind things.

I thought he needed to run off some energy outside, but that backfired too. Instead he got to sit on a chair in the kitchen while I unpacked the groceries and made lunch.

What WAS his problem?

Or MY problem, maybe - could he have sensed the mile-long to-do list in my head? Could he tell that my focus was not on him? Behaving badly = attention (albeit negative) from Mama. Behaving well = Mama rushing around trying to accomplish two days worth of work in one (and ignoring Isaac).

A lesson to remember.