In the tent
This tent is usually upstairs, but somehow managed to make its way downstairs in the past few days. Carson has been sitting in there a lot and collecting as many toys as he can inside with him. He gets real mad at Betsy when she messes with it. This evening I had to give him 2 time outs and a few heart to hearts about not hitting his sister, not screaming whenever things don’t go his way and sharing. Carson has been pretty dramatic lately when something happens that he doesn’t like. It’s rough.
This morning Carson was playing with his toys and I heard him say, “You hear me? Time out.” I wonder where he heard that.
This evening Ben and I were eating dinner on the couch and Carson was sitting in between us. He put his arms around us and said, “I like you guys, I like you!”
