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In Which Grayson Has A Rough Time Of It

Poor Grayson! This kid had a rough day!! In fact he spent most of his time in bed or in trouble for all the hollaring, hitting, and general temper tantrum throwing he did. I'll say it again - Rrrough!! I have a few theories for why it was such a difficult day.

1. He is very tired. He's been very busy the last few days running a fever and cutting new teeth, and his body just reached the limit of what he is physically capable of handling. So he was in a bad mood. This theory is supported by the fact that he couldn't walk more than a few steps without tripping over his own feet or running into a corner!

2. He is 16 months old and toddler's like to test their limits. He's not called Tenacious G for nothing! As a matter of personality Grayson has always been loud, intense, and relentlessly uncompromising in his pursuit of what he wants. Someday these will be great traits that make him a strong leader. Right now they just equate to non-stop temper tantrums. This theory is supported by the fact that he kept looking for ways to get in trouble and reacted poorly when he was told "no". 

3. He is acting out as a response to Madi. It's been almost six weeks and he's realized that Madi is not going away and that she has permanently altered his life and his people. This theory is supported by the fact that he wanted to be in someone's arms all day and fussed when I held Madi instead of him.

Probably it's some combination of all three theories. Regardless of why, I really hope we have a better day tomorrow! He might be trouble, but he sure is adorable!



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