Desmond now greets me with a big hug and giggles when I pick him up from my Grandma's at the end of the work day. He's generally very well behaved at her house while I work, unless you count pulling everything out of everywhere as "bad".
I didn't think I'd like working and being away from him all day, but I really enjoy having a job. I feel more independent and self-sufficient. Norman has started helping with house-work and is taking a more active role in parenting Des. Instead of only playing with him he now will tell him no and do the not-as-much-fun parts of being a part. I think he appreciates how much work it is a lot more too. I came home last week on Monday, the day he has him all day by himself, and he had been napping.
Des and I had a stubborn contest last night. We were wrapping presents and there was a pair of scissors in a box of bows. He picked them up and I told him to put them down. He wouldn't. I insisted and then moved him to a different room. We repeated this about 15 times. He finally gave up and listened when I told him not to touch the scissors. I don't want to have to put everything out of his reach, I want him to listen to me.
The other fun thing we did was Sunday night we took Des to the Wagon Wheeler Christmas party. He got to see Santa for the first time. He watched all the other kids sit on Santa's lap and tell him what they wanted for Christmas and then I took him up and put him on Santa's lap. He was skeptical to say the least. I stepped back and Norman took a couple pictures. He was whinning a little as Santa's beard made him nervous, so I helped him slide down and they gave him a gift bag of candy, which he loved. I think he'll do fine with Santa next year.
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