I think I have my sweet, cute, easygoing son back! He was gone for a bit, but I think he is back now. He was definitely not here last night from 6:00-8:00, fussing non-stop, hanging on my leg, throwing food on the floor, changing his mind about what movie to watch, refusing to put a PJ shirt on (he slept in just shorts last night-pick your battles ;) )biting and pinching me and anything else he could get his grubby little hands on. (And who taught him how to pinch?! That was a new one to me.) Some other high maintenance baby boy took his place last night.
But he's back today. What a sweet fella.
I'm not saying he's 100%, but he's at least headed in that direction. He was a sick little boy this week. Blisters in his throat? I'd be a little out of sorts, too. Welcome back, Kingston!