I ran RAGGED all day long......
I'm exaggerating. It wasn't really all day long. only from about 5:30 on, when my son went to work and I was left with the little hellion!
Babysitting now consists of making sure that the boy doesn't end up outside by himself for even a second! because we now have a 10 foot diameter pool, that is about four feet (maybe a little less) deep. Deep enough to drown in for a kid that is independent enough to try to get any toy or item he wants to touch from any surface.
Before, if he ran outside for a few minutes, I could take my time going after him, because he was in an enlosed back yard. But now the pool is there.
So I ran RaGGed all evening.
The kid wanted three dinners....(a hot dog, a burrito, pudding, a popsicle, nom,nom,nom,nom) That boy can EAT.
Needed lots to drink.
Decided he wants to wear underwear and use the toilet - sometimes every 3 seconds. Not going to tell him no.
Read me a book,
Put on a movie
Go poopoo (this means peepee)
Then Papa comes home from "visiting" his son at his work. The son works at a bar. It's apparently necessary to "Visit" him at the bar. For an hour or two.....
I love being with the grandson, and when most of the others are gone, he pays a lot of attention to me, and will actually SIT IN MY LAP.
At no other time will he sit and cuddle with me.
He ran back and forth between the bedroom and the living room.
He wanted to go to bed, but everytime he heard me, he ran out.
Finally I made him a bed on the couch with pillows and a little blanket.
He patted the pillow next to him and said very clearly "C'mon G'amma"
I laid down next to him.
Skippyjon laid by our legs
He grabbed my arm and held it so tight against his little chest with both of his arms....
He was asleep in two minutes.
I love him.