Terr-ee-blay Dos
Seth has had trantrums lately that I’d like to forget about. I regret the last and dread the next. I’ve blogged about it before. Mostly he gives us grief getting him dressed, usually when he’s overtired. Early this morning, before sunrise, he had the whole house awake. Finally at 6:30 I just let all the kids get up. I read to them, tried to motivate them to play instead of watch television. Savannah’s had a stomach bug so I’ve allowed more television. I can’t help but think that’s part of his problem. In the past, Savannah has also given me more problems after a lot of television. There have been villains also in what they’re watching, so I’ve wondered if he’s had some nightmares that cause him fear of his bed or room. We will probably never know. The terrible twos are probably just about wanting control and not getting it.
On the brighter side, he told me a few days ago that he wouldn’t fight me when I change his diaper and clothes. He jokingly said he would just “run away.” Since then, he has started to fight me and I reminded him he said he wouldn’t fight me anymore. It has helped, which says a lot about how much he remembers from day to day. When he gets into trouble he shows a tender heart. He can turn right around and show great affection.
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