A crying boy...


Asher getting his hair cut.

So Asher was still asleep at 7 am, when all of our other kids woke up. Then, he decided to be a crying boy all of the morning. I took him to playgroup at the park at 9:30 and he cried saying he didn't want to go. No one was there yet, so we left so I could run some errands. He cried about going into Micheals. He cried about going into Target. He cried when I tried to bribe him to be good with some candy. I took him home and put him in his crib. He immediately crawled out. So we went to play group again- at 10:30. Luckily, people were still there playing. He sat on my lap for ten minutes pouting and then was up and about playing. Phew. Crying kids make me tired!

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