Wednesday, October 14, 2009
And it Starts Again First Thing in the Morning
Dominyk started in this morning with his same routine before his meds kicked in. Couldn't find pants. Couldn't find belt. Pants too lose. Belt too tight. And he was itchy.
But WIlson counteracted Dominyk with a cute little giggle. I was desperately looking for my glasses as he curiously watched me. After a while he quietly said, "Mom, are you looking for your glasses? Cuz they are on your head. (Bifocals aren't even working any more and I was reading something).
He giggled and giggled and then said, "Mom, you're so dumb."