As of two weeks ago, my sweet boy turned into a wild monster. Temper tantrums, "NO!", screaming for no reason... it's been hard. Last night we went to a friend's for dinner. It was a couples getaway for Pebble Beach Concours d'Elegance- a relaxing weekend without children.
Chase walks into the house and just starts screaming. I wanted to leave. Hide. Ask "Who does THAT baby belong to?" I was mortified.
You know what happened? The group of friends got on the floor and played trucks with Chase. Reassured me that it is just a phase. They just loved on us and encourage us. I really needed that. The couples have older children, and we able to share advice and recommend books, and also help me see that this is so temporary- just enjoy it.
God always knows how to send little reminders. I'm so grateful for last night. 💋