Today Ava Was Put In Timeout

I walked home from work and came up the steps saying "There's my happy baby!" To which your mom shook her head. I questioned saying "Not today?" 

"No, she was put in her first timeout." Your mother responded. Five minutes in your crib.

Uh oh. 

The second night of the past three that you've
fallen asleep in my arms in the living room.

I asked what you did to deserve this. A question that I already knew the answer to but asked anyway. 

Lately, you throw tantrums when we try and change you. Crying, screaming, what  like to call "gator rolls" are all part of your fits. 

You aren't content until you're back on all fours and crawling around. Most of the time, it takes both of us to hold you down and get you changed. 

Baby strength is something not to be taken lightly.

If someone were to walk past our house when we are trying to change you, they would call the authorities. 

And if child services comes to our door before you are potty trained, timeout will be longer than today's five minutes young lady. 

We want to instill discipline, we need you to know that this kind of behavior will not fly with us. 

On another note - We think you're teething again. A lot of chewing on your teethers and toys and sucking your thumb again.

You were very subdued this evening, having fallen asleep in the car on the way home from your swim lesson. You woke up at 8:00 p.m. and it wasn't long before you were down again for the night. 

Sleep tight Gravy.