The snake holding happened, and it was as glorious as Oliver always imagined. He could hardly contain his excitement the entire time, and was almost vibrating with the surge of energy that comes with your dreams coming true. He kept muttering under his breath "I'm so excited..." and flapping his arms. Theodore even got in on the action a little bit near the end, but we didn't think it was a good idea to let him have too much snake fun. He's sort of a loose cannon.
Speaking of Theodore's wild tendencies, this morning he fell and hurt his foot/ankle/leg? and hasn't been able to walk on it since. He's in generally good spirits, and only whines when he puts any weight on it (he actually can't put any weight on it.) I don't see any swelling or bruising, and he lets me touch it and move it without wincing. I'm not really sure what's going on or what to do, so I suppose I'll keep an eye on it and see what happens. It makes me feel so instantly overwhelmed and frazzled when things like this happen, like my brain stops working properly and I can't work out the best course of action because my anxiety is clouding my judgement. Poor kid. I just want to snuggle him and feed him chocolate all day long (though I shouldn't, probably.)
I'm waiting to see if he'll take a nap now, under the circumstances, and he's currently crying from his room. But that's not too uncommon for the start of naptime, so we'll see how this goes. My anxiety is peaked, and I'm frazzled, and it's tiring me out emotionally and physically and I've lost a lot of the motivation I started the day with. Hopefully he'll be down soon, and resting, and I can have a little rest myself, with a cup of coffee and a book perhaps. Days like today I feel like I need other people around me, people who aren't frazzled, to help me stay grounded and focused and positive. Though I'm not sure where or who those people are today.
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