At Least It was Passive

Little Prince was tired today.  He decided to pull a passive resistance style of protest. At the door (where he usually watches for the bus), he melted to the floor and refused to stand up.  I tried to get him to stand and it was like trying to wrestle a limp noodle into a standing position.  When  we got to the bus, he refused to walk up the steps.  He just stood there. No movement at all.  I lifted him up the bottom step, (thinking the big step was too much for him to manage this morning). He then stopped on that one! I had to move him step by step up to his seat! He didn't cry.  He didn't whine.  He just didn't want to move.  Silly boy.