Sunday, January 24, 2010

I want juice. I don't want juice. I WANT JUICE!

This is the world that now revolves around a 2 yr old. Seriously what are you supposed to do? Stop answering? Ignore it? The precise moment when my darling baby entered this phase was one week ago, at bedtime, with his bottle. Yes perhaps he should no longer be on a bottle, but since he missed the first 11 months of his life with someone holding him at bedtime, one bottle at the end of the day, is a very small price. My other 2 were done with bottles at 15 and 18 months, their choice, my baby is just not ready, and I suppose neither am I.

Anyhow, the lack of decisiveness I know is a phase, but I seriously do not recall it with his brothers, really. Luke was well into his terrible 2's at 12 months old---he is gifted---LOL. So when he turned 2, he was actually much easier to handle than 6 months before. Aleks just hit his terrible 2's this year at age 7. Not really, but seven has probably been his most challenging year--and mine with him. When I bestow a pearl of wisdom, like the fact that Miley Cirus's voice was in Bolt, I am challenged..."how do YOU know that?" As if I am some blithering idiot barely capable of taking care of myself.

So perhaps this Normal 2 year old is just throwing me off. I am not used to normal.

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