After our first weekend apart, the three of us are finding it harder than I thought to adjust back to the old routine. Tyler had a great time at Grandma's. So great, in fact, that he cried for her from 11:30-12:30 Sunday night and again from 5:30-6:30 Monday morning. We didn't get much sleep that night. When he asks for Grandma while he's crying, it sounds like Momma but I can tell the difference. Shawn can't and kept telling Tyler I was right there which made Tyler more upset crying for Grandma again. He did great at daycare--back to the old routine of being happy and cute and took a good, 2-1/2 hour long nap. Last night's bedtime was a struggle but nothing compared to the previous night. He cried for about 20 minutes straight while I laid on the floor watching him toss and turn screaming and crying. I had to pick him up a few times when the crying turned into coughing fits, which would instantly stop the crying but it would start up as soon as I laid him back down. We did this for what seemed like forever. Finally he took one last deep breath to get ready for another big screaming cry but fell asleep instead. Phew.

While at Grandma's, Tyler picked up some new words. "Bug" which he is using for any small thing he sees on the ground. We were playing with the hose outside before dinner last night and he pointed to the sidewalk and kept saying bug. All I could see was regular sidewalk particles, pieces of mowed lawn, pollen and dust. To Tyler these were bugs. It reminded me of when Michael was a toddler and called everything that could fly a Bee. Whether it was a fly, an airplane, or a wasp, he referred to them all as Bees. Tyler also says "Bird" now but I don't think he quite gets it that birds can be in cages or flying in the sky. To him, if it's in a cage, it's a "bird" and if it isn't, he doesn't have a word for that. And another new thing is probably more due to the adjustment of being apart, but Tyler is throwing a lot of fits and yelling, throwing, kicking and screaming "NO!" Wow. If this continues I'm afraid of what the terrible-twos will bring out in him. I have a feeling this is just his way of expressing some new independence but boy is it different from the sweet little angel he was last week who liked nothing more than blowing a bunch of kisses. At least he's not getting down on his hands and knees to bang his head anymore.