Atticus is officially now in Toddler 1 full-time. He'd been spending a lot of time over there in recent weeks, making his transition. Now he's with the big kids all day. I think he really likes it. This has brought some challenges though. He will not allow me to place him onto his cot after I nurse him to sleep at lunch. The crib--no problem. The cot--he screams and cries and grabs for me. And it's not the co that is the problem really. I'm told that when I'm not there, as soon as his cot comes out, he crawls onto it and collapses--that, in fact, he is the "easiest" baby about going to sleep. Not a peep out of him. Today was so awful; I've had my fill. I'm just going to have to give up visiting him at lunch. My consolation prize is that there is a little window high up in the toddler room through which I may spy on him if I wish. So my plan is to do that from time to time--visit Atticus without his knowing it. On the plus side, perhaps I'll get to see an Atticus I wouldn't otherwise be privy to.

The other source of conflict is meals. Atticus has refused his lunch the last two days and is instead grabbing at the other kids' meals. This isn't altogether unexpected, of course. He always notices and wants what other people are eating, and in this case, everyone in the room but him is eating the same thing. I told his caregiver today to try giving him a little bit of what the other kids have, but also what I prepare for him. I'm thinking that as long as he isn't excluded and what I've packed for him is yummy he will want to eat it. Now I suppose I'll have to be extra conscientious about packing meals I know he loves--like salmon and sweet potatoes or pasta with carrot marinara sauce.

The same goes for his milk cup. He's refusing that too--as far as we know it's because it doesn't look like the other kids' cups, which are supplied by the daycare. So his caregiver is now going to pour his milk into one of their cups.

And now for some baby art...