Midnight Snack --- Literally

We've had a rough couple weeks with our Buster. He's been a bear during the evenings - almost every day for two weeks. We finally figured out that he's hungry... he's growing... he's TIRED and just being a boy too! Our evenings consist of him whining and not playing... and going to the pantry door about every 20 minutes. That gets old! ha. He's been eating his dinners fairly well, but seems to be starving afterwards and especially right after daycare. After doing some talking with daycare and some re-arranging things at home... we've decided to give Kayson an additional snack at daycare around 4 pm. (The whole class gets their normal snack around 3 pm after naps). We are hoping that additional snack will hold off the crabbiness and wanting to eat the second we walk in the door at night. So far - so good... we've done this for 3 days now and it's going well... he's still hungry, but he actually sat and played the other night! (He hasn't done that in weeks)! Anyway, last night was a different story - he had his additional snack, then when it came time for dinner, he didn't want anything to do with it. Pretty much all he ate was a banana. I had VB, so Ryan was in charge... when I got home, Ryan said he was awful - crabby, whining, crying all the time... just not himself. Bed came early once again because he's exhausted...

12:30 am Kayson wakes... crying and kicking - he was mad. He didn't want to be rocked, didn't want anything to do with me... he was warm too, so went went to the kitchen and I gave him motrin... and he saw a cereal bar on the counter. "Bar bar... eat eat". Really!?!? I gave it to him... he ate the whole thing along with a sippy of milk. Poor kid was starving. And he went back to sleep and probably would have slept til after 7 this morning.

Once again, Kayson throws us for a loop from time to time... keeping us on our toes and trying to figure out what he needs. Being a parent is the hardest thing I've ever had to do, but so rewarding too... cuz this morning he talked and talked about "Momma's coat... brown, Dadda's coat... black, Kssnn's hat, goves". All the tiredness and worries go away when I hear and see Kayson learn and grow like he is.