You had a birthday, turned 2 and all hell broke loose. I am not exaggerating. All of a sudden you are this bossy tyrant who wants to control everything. Case in point: you only ate old jellybeans and processed cheese slices for dinner. When I picked you up from Ms. Patti's today you were in a time-out for hitting and scratching a little boy twice your age!!! Last week we caught you out of your crib walking around your room when you should have been napping. We discovered that you actually can climb out and then back in. We have no idea how long you have been doing this. I immediately freaked out that you were going to break a bone or dislocate something that I made your father get my twin bed from college out of the attic. I thought there would be more protest on your part, but as soon as we put the bed in your room, all your animals and books were thrown in. You didn't even wait for sheets! You proudly state, "my bed!" and snuggle in. I couldn't get you to come downstairs, so we left you upstairs playing in your new bed. The crib has been given to the baby and is in our guest room along with your changing table. You now refer to the crib as "baby's bed." Clearly, there was never any real attachment to your crib.
We had a very lovely brunch to celebrate you and Nonni's birthdays last weekend. We went to a fancy garden room with walls of windows. You looked adorable, except for your greased hair from finding the diaper rash cream and smearing it all over your face / hair that morning. Charming. Your behavior was another story. Remember the bossy, controlling tyrant. She decided to join us for brunch in the garden room with window walls. I could handle the removal of shoes and socks under the table, the constant "no!" that graced every question. The shrieking? The flopping around the aisles? The running around the table? Toddlers are not meant to go out to brunch.
But you did very well on the after-brunch hike up a mountain to the original Washington Monument. We climbed the ancient tower and watched birds. You ran around the base and played on the benches. Hikes are ok for toddlers.
Alright, your behavior hasn't been completely unbearable. Wednesday morning, Daddy found you naked with your shoes on sleeping in your new bed. He was dumbfounded and sure you had peed in the bed. As he woke you up and went to take Aunt Clare's Sesame Street ABC sheets off , he realized you had not peed in the bed at all! In fact, you had woken up in the middle of the night (sometime after 1am and before 6:30am) taken off your zippered pjs, unfastened your diaper, got out of bed and WENT POTTY!!!! You put your shoes on (?!?!) and then crawled back in bed and fell asleep again. It is very impressive that you recognized the sensation to use the potty and then actually went! In the dark. We don't have a night light for you so this makes all those steps even more amazing. You already go potty every night before your bath. You are so excited to announce "I tinkled!" and then you must help empty the potty in the toilet. I am not pushing you into anything but we did buy Pull Ups for night time so you don't have to try and unfasten a diaper in the middle of the night. Maybe my dream of having you potty trained before your sister arrives, will be a reality. But if it doesn't happen, we will deal with two kids in diapers.
I have no idea where your motivation comes from. Sometimes you pick up and learn things so quickly, but then when I try and reinforce a concept, you intentionally stop trying. I was getting frustrated trying to teach you colors but then you picked up purple all on your own. I was focusing on the primary colors, but you wanted to learn purple! By the way, purple was the only color jellybean you would eat tonight. I give up. You have been two for two weeks and I call uncle.
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