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Saturday
Feb142009

The Yummy Terrible Two's

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 At times I am envious of your ability to express yourself

Other times, when you are not looking, I have to laugh at your displays

BUT...

My favorite is when I 'throw the tantrum right back at you' and you laugh at mama hysterically.

 

Ask (or don’t ask) 10 people and 3 will tell you that they would never go back to that time, 3 say it is the best time ever and cherish it, 3 tell you to hang in there and it will be over soon, and 1 will just smile without a word after asking your child's age.

Sure, it can be embarrassing out in public when your son acts like a lunatic, but the looks from people that are the most bothered surely feel the same way on the inside and are just bummed that they cannot express themselves in the same way on the outside.

Usually Isaac is a champ, so maybe that helps, but he is a bit of an audience hound and lately since we are attempting our own version of the bilingual home schooling (which consists of his papa and baba speaking only Russian two days a week and on visits), there have been those comments from others- “Is he talking yet…how many words can he say??” It is funny how early people start the life competition “My kid is smarter than your kid” …Slap me if I ever have one of those bumper stickers or become like the mothers in Texas (I can say that because I lived there) who plot against other children who are more talented than there’s … although looking back into my own competitive nature, that may be hard for me…I will admit it.

And so the peer pressure starts (and of course really started  at conception)… who will handle it better- Leo, Isaac or I? Probably Isaac.

….And so if he has to have a few fits learning that the world can be a rough place, better now than learning that lesson later when he will not be able to fall on the ground and wail without the world judging him (unless he becomes a comedian which is possible given his sense of humor and the bits he already has with his 5 words and his joy when I mop the floor and he purposely slips and falls over and over and over thinking he is Charlie Chaplain and loving it), let the judgment fall to me for now, I can take it and throw it right back.

We all succumbed to the terrible two’s once (and if we were still honest, still do at times) and we all miss it on some days.

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