One-tracked Mind

The top of my perfume bottle and a toy snake are just two of the things I found in my car today. My boy doesn't leave home empty handed, ever. On a good weekday morning as we head off to school, I'm lucky if he is carrying only his paci and "Roar Roar", who is his beloved teddy bear. The mornings that are trouble are when he decides this just won't suffice and he has a new fixation. This has only recently begun to be a battle when he decided he wanted to take his new squishy baseball toy to school. Of course, thinking I was looking out for his best interest, I made him leave it in my car for the remainder of the day. I'm just not sure why he couldn't understand other kids would want to play with it and it might get lost. What surprised me the most was that night as soon as I walked through the door he greeted me with, "Ball, Mone's car, ball". It had been on the forefront of his brain the entire day. The next day I caved and let him carry the ball on in to daycare. Needless to say, I have not seen it since.

So Caleb had to find something else to fill his hands. This morning it was a top and a snake. Again, I thought I would try in his best interest to keep them with me and hopefully bypass a two year old tantrum. So I offered a trade. When I ordered breakfast from McDonald's I told him he could have some biscuit for his snake. He was reluctant to hand over his treasure at first, but in the end he ate some biscuit. Of course, as soon as he finished eating, he asked for "Snaye" again. I told him that snake had to stay in my car and nap all day. It seemed to work for the moment. I will be curious to see if he asks for it again tonight!