By Alyssa Franklin
My daughter is galloping around the house yelling "sign-a-door" at the top of her lungs over and over. I'm slightly confused but not surprised at her antics. I'm quite used to her garbled English phrases and amusing sayings, but this is a new one even for me. I ask her what she is saying and she promptly holds out her chubby little hand in which she holds a small dinosaur. It's all I can do to keep from laughing.
Scenes like this one happen on a regular basis in my household. In fact, that one is tame. I think I have poison control on speed-dial. I don't know how many times my husband or I have been cleaning something that she has spilled on a chair, or couch, or pretty much every square inch of the house, and little do we suspect, but she has crept up on us and is tasting the detergent we are using.
Our little girl is beautiful, smart, and sweet, as well as obstinate, wily, and calculating. From the time she could walk, she was plotting ways to get what she wanted. Her favorite has always been to cause a distraction. For example, she will get into a shelf and pull out all the video games so that my husband or I will be getting after her and looking elsewhere. Meanwhile she is in the bathroom putting my mascara on in giant stripes across her face.
Taking care of her has been a full-time job and well worth it. I'm not complaining. I love the little thing more than I can say. However, it has been a real adjustment. Neither her brother nor her sister were this much work! It is amazing how different kids are. My son was a different kind of work. He was sick all the time with ear infections but other than that he was fairly easy going was great at entertaining himself. The middle child, always a snuggler, was even less work than the first.
This last little gem has been a real eye opener for me. I always thought those people you see in store with the misbehaving children just didn't know how to be parents- maybe they needed some parenting classes. Well, now here I am three times a mom with a two year old who likes to make uncouth noises and yell, "Toot" at the top of her lungs in the grocery store. I'm realizing I need to pluck myself in the same category as those "other" parents. I guess we all get our come-up-ens. Here's to all the parents out there dealing with the toddler stage of life. Cheers.
Alyssa Franklin writes about her experiences with her children. Like many parents of toddlers, she struggles daily to keep up with her daughter's curious mind and undauntable spirit. She likes to joke that it's a fulltime job just keeping her safe. One helpful resource for parents with rambunctious toddlers that Alyssa recommends is http://www.toddlerblues.info
My daughter is galloping around the house yelling "sign-a-door" at the top of her lungs over and over. I'm slightly confused but not surprised at her antics. I'm quite used to her garbled English phrases and amusing sayings, but this is a new one even for me. I ask her what she is saying and she promptly holds out her chubby little hand in which she holds a small dinosaur. It's all I can do to keep from laughing.
Scenes like this one happen on a regular basis in my household. In fact, that one is tame. I think I have poison control on speed-dial. I don't know how many times my husband or I have been cleaning something that she has spilled on a chair, or couch, or pretty much every square inch of the house, and little do we suspect, but she has crept up on us and is tasting the detergent we are using.
Our little girl is beautiful, smart, and sweet, as well as obstinate, wily, and calculating. From the time she could walk, she was plotting ways to get what she wanted. Her favorite has always been to cause a distraction. For example, she will get into a shelf and pull out all the video games so that my husband or I will be getting after her and looking elsewhere. Meanwhile she is in the bathroom putting my mascara on in giant stripes across her face.
Taking care of her has been a full-time job and well worth it. I'm not complaining. I love the little thing more than I can say. However, it has been a real adjustment. Neither her brother nor her sister were this much work! It is amazing how different kids are. My son was a different kind of work. He was sick all the time with ear infections but other than that he was fairly easy going was great at entertaining himself. The middle child, always a snuggler, was even less work than the first.
This last little gem has been a real eye opener for me. I always thought those people you see in store with the misbehaving children just didn't know how to be parents- maybe they needed some parenting classes. Well, now here I am three times a mom with a two year old who likes to make uncouth noises and yell, "Toot" at the top of her lungs in the grocery store. I'm realizing I need to pluck myself in the same category as those "other" parents. I guess we all get our come-up-ens. Here's to all the parents out there dealing with the toddler stage of life. Cheers.
Alyssa Franklin writes about her experiences with her children. Like many parents of toddlers, she struggles daily to keep up with her daughter's curious mind and undauntable spirit. She likes to joke that it's a fulltime job just keeping her safe. One helpful resource for parents with rambunctious toddlers that Alyssa recommends is http://www.toddlerblues.info
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