My youngest baby turns three in a couple of months. He’s really giving two a run for its money.
Today, he came home with a note from his preschool teacher that said the following:
Today I ate fairly good.
Back to saying No.
Oh, and above that were the words, “Today I felt:” with corresponding mood selections: happy, frustrated, sick, scared, angry, sad and, the last one, with no corresponding picture, mischievous. Can you guess which one my toddler was today?
As any parent of a … well… I was going to try to narrow that age range down, but basically, any one who has ever had a child over the age of, lets say, 10 months knows… “Back to saying no,” is somewhat to be expected. He does say no. AND, his newest thing? He’s started giving people the stink eye. He downright glared at another toddler who dared walk by him in the produce section of the grocery store the other day. She swerved away and back to the safety of mom and dad.
Of course, we do the whole talking to him business, the occasional timeout and all that jazz. But, this is my third child. And I know this game. Sometimes, like when your dog swallows a chunk of play dough, you just have to wait for things to take their colorful course.
So, when I’m at my wit’s end and trying to figure out why my precious little boy is driving his teacher bonkers, pummeling his brother, then hugging him two seconds later or flailing on the ground because I refused to give him another glass of egg nog, I just recite the mother of toddlers mantra: ‘Because he’s two.”
What are your coping techniques for dealing with this lovely phase of childhood?