Last night I was fixing to give my son a bath before bed. He was watching a video in my wife's room, and when I came to get him, he had a conniption and basically culminating with him asking for mom to give him a bath. I'm the main bath guy so this was rare, but my wife went ahead and gave him a bath. My wife and I had a little tiff about his shampoo (she brought it up and it's the conversation where she called me a liar). Afterwards, as he was getting dressed for bed by his mom, he had a fit and wouldn't stop crying and screaming. I hadn't seen him cry and wail like this since he was a newborn. So mommy tried everything and eventually asked him if he'd like to sleep with her. He did, of course. For some reason, my wife came to my room and explained away why he wanted to sleep in her room. Again, she stopped the conversation when I started agreeing and talking about how our son might be feeling.
Anyway, I thought the conversation could've been more positive, especially from my side. So this morning, I texted her while I was out at breakfast with the guys from church: "I appreciate you for comforting Ezra and letting him sleep with you overnight."
