All in all, once he went down it wasn't too horrible. We had to fill out his papers with the district for his speech therapy today so we weren't able to try out nap time, I don't foresee it going very well though. He took is Owl with him everywhere we went today.
This all brings us to the present. We put Ryan to bed at about 8:40pm, later then normal. This time he was on to us from the beginning. The second we went into the room he wanted NOTHING to do with Owl. Best friends during the day and he turned on him at night. Ryan is currently upstairs sobbing at the door. This is where the speech delay comes in handy, he keeps yelling stuff out but we have no clue what he is saying. Every once and a while he cries out a "Mommy" which is heartbreaking. I just hope this stage passes fast. I told Tim last night, it feels like detox. There is really nothing you can do except put your head down and pile through it. So happy we are not going to have to go through this with Noah!!!
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