exhausting

The Dillo woke up clingy and whiny today and has clung and whined all. day. long. Including loud crying when the tiny or big things in life go against him. I think the highlight of his day was when his neighbor-nemesis Owen (aged 3) squirted his mother with the squirt gun and had it taken away. Dillo, removed from the action, in my lap on Owen's porch, said, audible only to me, "Na nanny boo boo, he squirted his mom and she took his gun." Deeply satisfying that must have been.

He's in the bath now and I'm hoping to get him to bed very soon, and maybe tomorrow he won't wake up Wrong.