Yesterday was a pretty frustrating day for both KC and me. He hadn't slept well the night before, which meant I didn't either, and he was very defiant and destructive. Although I've worked hard to child-proof the apartment, he worked harder to get into things out of reach and angrily shook and banged furniture whenever he was redirected. Plus, he screeched, hit, stomped his feet, and threw himself on the floor at the least provocation. He was pulling my hair and when I stopped him and said "No", he grabbed my glasses off my face, snapped them in two, and threw them down. I've been keeping his books in the magazine holder attached to my desk and in less than 10 minutes he had pulled it apart and stomped the bottom off.
Since my cheapo college insurance doesn't cover glasses, I'm wearing my prescription sunglasses until I can get to my eye doctor and hope he takes pity on my and solders the frames back together. Thankfully, today has been better for both of us.
Taking a water break before completing his destruction of my magazine holder.
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