Midnight Musings

I was on single parent duty yesterday while Kim did the open house thing. It wasn't a big deal. After Evan got over a 30-minute screaming jag because I had to use the the restroom, he was actually in a grand old mood, except that he kept wanting to bite me. We're trying to break him of that particular game, so I held him back and said, "Do you want to go to time out?"

He instantly shook his head "no," which is interesting because he's been doing that motion, but never before in response to a yes or no question.

Of course, then he paused, looked down to where he had bitten me earlier, looked back up at my face, grinned, and lunged in for another snap. Of course that meant he had to go to time out.

I'm not really sure how effective time out is. He actually will stop crying when you put him in the playpen we use for time out if he's upset. I picked him up, stuck him in timeout and he grinned at me as I walked back to the couch. I looked over about a minute later to see him looking at me over the top of the playpen grinning. He quickly ducks back out of my line of sight before slowly peeking back up at me, the grin still on his face. When I went to get him out of time out a short while later, he flopped down to the bottom of the playpen and pretended like he was a sleep and then started giggling when I picked him up.

This kid is weird.