Pictures from the weekend!

Ok, here are the pictures from Sunday. After you look at them, scroll down and read if you have a minute. I kept the pictures small since there are so many of them.

Dylan on the slip n slide!

The pyromaniacs (haha) setting up the fireworks for later!

Ideally I would have taken these firework pictures with a long exposure. But I didn't have a tripod or anything to rest the camera on. So...yeah. This is as good as they got.

So after Ethan's meltdown on Sunday, Ryan and I had a conversation about it. The boys have a set bedtime each night. 8 pm. Ethan basically has a set nap time. 1 or 1:30 pm. So they are basically on a schedule. It works. Most of the time. Some nights, I can't get Ethan to 8pm without him getting upset. So I put him in his crib and he happily talks to himself until he falls asleep. If he doesn't get some sort of afternoon nap, he is a total mess. I mean he is only 18 months (almost). So yeah, he does need that nap. I get that. Like I said, most of the time the schedule works. But in cases like Sunday where we were out late, it completely backfired on us. Other kids, even one close to his age, were fine. When they got tired, they sat on their parent's laps and watched things. Ethan, was total opposite. Wild and out of control. Am I doing something wrong, that my kid is the one who throws a massive fit? My kid is the one who won't sit down and just be? Honestly. Plenty of other kids can go somewhere and be calm and happy. I am the parent who worries about their kid making a scene. I stress over it. Sunday was just one example. I mean, I don't know what I could do to change any of it. Please though, don't get me wrong. Ethan isn't a terror everyday and every time we go somewhere. There are just times, where I really do worry about it and stress over it. I don't know. I just get more frustrated when other kid's his age can manage to be calm but he can't. I had his pacifier with us so that when he got sleepy, he could use it. He only takes it when he sleeps, so I thought that the paci might help. But he refused it everytime I tried handing it to him. Blah! I know it won't be like this forever, but I'd still like to know what I am doing wrong.