Another First

This morning was my first day back at work after a full two weeks off with Alex. It was a tough morning for us all. I was lucky to have a quick kiss goodbye after he woke up. Patrick was on call for morning Daddy duty again.

This past week was very active for Alex. He learned how to move forward and hasn't stopped moving since. That makes dressing and diaper changes very difficult. I learned how to put a diaper on while he tried to scoot on his belly and to put his clothes on while he wiggled and turned. Patrick did not have that great opportunity and so this morning was taken aback by Alex's twists and turns.

Every time Patrick tried to put Alex's diaper on, Alex would decide he wanted to get moving so Patrick had to flip him back over. Alex thought this was a very funny game. "Daddy wants to dress me, so I'll flip over and try to get away." Daddy did not think it was that funny-he had things to do so he could get to work himself. After several failed attempts to get him in his diaper, Patrick flipped him back over and firmly told him to stop. Alex was laughing as he was turning back over until he saw Patrick's face and heard the firmness in his voice. He was in trouble.

Alex started crying knowing he had done something wrong. This was his first time getting in trouble. (and it won't be the last)