John had to work late last night, so it was just Alex and me. He only took a one hour nap at daycare, so he was tired and cranky.
Alex is still not sure about table food, but daycare will switch him over next week. He is making progress and took some small bites from a graham cracker at school. His teachers have recommended letting him play with his food, figuring that some of it will make its way to his mouth. He played with his spaghetti and carrots last night and then went into the bath tub.
After his bath, he was so tired and restless. I got him ready for bed and was rocking him. He seemed to mistake my arm for a toy and bit me. I ignored it, but will consult the toddler book for me information. (Toddler 411 arrived last week. I've read up on food, so now I need to read up on biting.) At first, I did not think he got me too bad, but it did leave a mark. I finally got him to bed at 8:00 P.M. (His usualy bed time is closer to 7:00 P.M.)
If this is a glimpse of toddlerhood, then I am not ready...