Friday and I survived ...

... having a toddler around the house.

Butterball was a little angel, actually. A very active angel. Emphasis on ACTIVE! Wore me right out. He never cried for his momma (except at bedtime the first two nights). He hogged my bed, even gave me a bloody nose one night when he planted his foot squarely on my nose. He ate constantly.

Butterball cried when I was out of his sight, which wasn't often (hey, even a Gramma has to take a potty break on occasion). He loved the game we made up "Put it Away". Yup, he helped me with some stuff I needed to do, but putting "it" away often included taking it right back out, throwing it across the room. We'll have to work on that part of the game! The leaving it where it goes, not the throwing part. He's got that part downpat.

We went up to the hospital to see Momma and JJ (Em, I re-nicknamed the baby for you - not really ... Grandson called him JJ, so that's the name I'll stick with. You're free to get Dallas out of your mind now). Butterball was good as gold, he was really interested in his new little brother, and wouldn't stop staring at him. It was just too cute!! When it was time to go (we didn't stay long - the Alien Momma was sleepy). I had anticipated Butterball screaming bloody murder when we left, but he didn't!! He kissed Momma and JJ (and the BF) and walked to the door like a Little Man.

I saw some things about the BF that I really have to wonder about. Red flags, really. His impatience with Butterball - who was only curious about the little bundle that BF wouldn't put down (so much for the bassinet, eh?). But the comment that really got me was when the BF asked me if I'd watch Butterball for the next month! That he needed time to bond with JJ. There were a few other (minor) things that really got to me ... and for once I HAD to speak my mind! I told them (mostly for his benefit) that they will have to be more patient with Butterball if they want to prevent sibling jealousy ... and by gawd, if Butterball is ignored for even a second they have ME to deal with. BF left the room shortly after to go grab a soda pop and Alien told me that she's had the same conversation with him. That he needs to be more tolerant of a one year old. Period. So ... we'll see what happens there.

Alien was released yesterday. We met up at the grocery store so I could get Butterball some milk and his favorite Cheerios cereal while they got supplies they needed. From there, we went back to their house. I unpacked Butterball's stuff from the car - with him screaming at the top of his lungs "Amma" the whole time. That bought tears to my eyes, I tell ya!!

Thankfully he got distracted by one of the dogs so I was able to make a quick break of it.

I talked to Alien on the phone just a little bit ago. Butterball loves just sitting there watching JJ. He helps with diapers (getting them and throwing them away). Sounds like it's going to be a smooth transition for them.

I won't go over until next week. Only because of the way Butterball screams when I leave. He needs a few days to adjust to being back home and to JJ before I come over.