Turned in my laptop today. Putting the default win95 back on it, and wiping my data was like pulling the plug on an old friend.
Spent the rest of the day getting used to the “guest” machine I’m using until. Ate lunch at the Tandoor Indian Buffet in CH because I didn’t have to pay. thrashed more at work, had trouble focusing, the usual madness when I’ve got a lot on my mind.
Got home thinking all would be well. Not so. Grumpy Jacob and hyper Raymond.
*JUST* before bedtime, Ray was getting too rough, tumbled, and landed partly on Jacob – J’s ok, just scared. it wouldn’t have resulted in a stern punishment if he hadn’t been warned to stop and be more careful at twice before. I treat this sort of thing the way I treat fucking with electrical outlets – swift, draconian, a little hurt now saves a lot of hurt later.
And I swear, while he’s three, you’d think he would get through his skull by now that when Daddy says no, it’s *NO*.
But this will pass. He’ll be four before too long, and there’s hope at four. But 2 1/2-about 4 1/4 is tough on both the parents and the kids. And I dunno who has a harder time.
And people wonder why we don’t go out anymore.