when i got home from a wedding-shoot today matt told me that finn lost a tooth while i was gone.
it almost made me cry.
i have this feeling like he's slipping.
he's stubborn lately and unhappy often. his brothers send him to me in tears several times a day. things don't seem to be going his way. he wants to watch one movie but everyone else votes together for another. the costume he wants is taken. his chores i give him are too hard so his legs stop working.
the other day he got upset and threw one church shoe into the arbor vida and ivy mess so that now he has no nice pair.
but i'm thinking about those shoes and they were already trashed. plus his church pants are high-waters.
with finn, a little TLC goes a long way, and sometimes i forget that. i forget that if i walk him through his "rise and shine" routine in the morning he's in a happy mood for the rest of the day. i forget that if i stay in the same room and give him focused supervision during "happy couch" he gets his chores done with few issues.
i can see as i reflect that i've been more reactive in my parenting with him lately.
physically, he's growing out of his pants faster than i'm buying. emotionally, we're experiencing a similar phenomenon.
so maybe it's time for a new Sunday outfit and a new everyday approach to meeting his emotional needs.
i'll catch this boy.