Mr Hyde the Raging Monkey

Some days Camden has a Dr Jekyl and Mr Hyde sort of complex. Most toddlers do I imagine. They're ecstatic one moment with a bowl of Cheerios, happily munching and dancing around, then suddenly a single Cheerio falls to the floor and they turn into a slobbering, screaming banshee.

Dr. Jekyl was on vacation today. There was no happy bliss for Camden. There was only anger, and tantrums, and crying. And it's like, the third day in a row. But today was definitely the gold medal winner for absolute pointless rage.

I'm really not sure why. Maybe it's the side effect of this current cold. Or maybe he was teething. Or maybe he rolled in a nest of fire ants. Whatever the cause, he was pissy, and CLINGY, just generally being a grade A turd. 

Emphasis on CLINGY. That kid was literally and physically attached to my hip like a baby monkey or koala bear or cancer growth. And God forbid Calen come within a 12 inch radius of Camden's mama (not Calen's mama today apparently, Cam was not impressed with sharing me) and Cam would scream, kick, flip out etc.

And it was one of those said outbursts that lead my poor little rabid baboon into his very first "timeout". 

Gasp! Shock! Horror!

Because really, enough was enough. And tomorrow is a new day and hopefully Dr Jekyl has run out of paid time off. 

Poor little angry monkey suffering his first full minute in timeout for throwing a sippy cup at my head.

         

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