It’s here. The terrible two’s. The throw-a-fit-over-anything stage is here and alive and well. I always thought people were exaggerating when they talked about a 2-year-old. I always enjoyed working in nursery with the 2 crowd. They were always so excited, easily amused and energetic. Yeah.
I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve said no today. I swated his hand when after I told him 5 times NOT TO STICK HIS HAND IN THE WHEEL OF THE STROLLER WHEN IT’S MOVING he did it again, and he SMIRKED at me. Oh yes. Earlier when I picked him up from OT he screeched for 10 minutes when we had to go- which meant he had to stop playing with a certain toy. I squat down and talk to him, try to reason with him, try to distract him, threaten talk sternly to him. and nothing works. He did the same thing last night at the grocery store. He wanted to take the shiny pom poms home that were a display. Or the balloons, he strained to get them on out way out. I’m sure the manager KNOWS that no one wants their kid screaming in line, why do they keep them there?!
He is so illogical. Completely ruled by emotions. It’s so frustrating. I try to be calm and explain things and he screams in my face. It’s just so annoying. I just look at him like he is some alien creature in my child’s body taking over. He smirks, pouts, screams, and makes messes.
But… then he smiles and my heart melts. He crawls up into my lap with a book and signs that I should read it to him. He loves learning from his flashcards. He loves going places and waves by-by when I leave him at his therapies or KDO. In the morning, when he is still sleepy, he locks his arms around me in a cuddly hug and squeezes tight. He gives me kisses.
oh, toddler.