Is it just me or is this kid freaking ginormous? The day Ike showed up Zeb tripled in size (or so it seems). I can't believe how big this kid is! Lately his favorite spots have been Ike's swing and Ike's carseat. Thank heavens he hasn't attempted sitting in either while occupied by the little one. He is still so good about Ike and exhibits no signs of jealousy or anger towards him or me- except at church. Nursery has become a NIGHTMARE. I can only hope this is a short lived phase. It's ridiculous. This kid works himself into such a frenzy that he can't breathe. He does that gaspy breath thing that happens when you cry too hard. I'd feel sort of bad for him except for the fact that he has no problem with nursery or us being absent during the music time and bubble time- it's just during the other stuff he doesn't like. He isn't afraid of us being gone or leaving- he's manipulating us and he knows it. Today Kent sat out with him in the foyer on the couch and told him he could either sit there with Kent all day or go into nursery by himself. He chose to sit with Kent- except when he saw the kids cross the hall into music time. He followed them in and when it ended, started screaming until kent took him out. Grrrrr. What do we do with this rascal?