My heart, breaking in half

Jonah learned how to say “all done” a couple of months ago in the context of finishing his meal. But it is a very helpful phrase and we have applied it to all manner of situations including his readiness to exit the bathtub, acknowledging he is finished getting dressed (a process he hates), and that it’s time for bed because the book is “all done.”

So at physical therapy he is lying on his back while the therapist moves his legs around. It several minutes into the session and Jonah’s whines have turned into desperate shrieks as he tries to squirm away:

“All done! All done!”

Comments

[The Grandfather]

Oh my......the appeal to Caesar goes unanswered> This is one of those times you deserve extra credit for being a parent

[Melissa]

I've felt that before... it is so not fun!! :(