I have the 2 year old blues.
My sweet little son has been snatched away and replaced by a nastier evil little copy.
He has been sassy.
Crabby.
A pest.
An antagonist.
A snot.
Shall I go on?
He is currently locked in his room so as to protect his snarly little chubby cheeks.
I finally got him to stop being sassy to me and then he started on his sister.
It is amazing the pure GLEE that comes with teasing one's sister.
Red was freaking out, screaming at him. (Which frankly I don't blame her and was secretly cheering her on to clock him one.)
So now, there he sits alone in his room, sassing his Cookie Monster doll because no one else will listen.
"Give me two hundred active two-year-olds and I could conquer the world." - Bill Cosby
8 comments:
Me too, me too!!! GAH!!
"Use you nice words with Mommy!"
"That's not a nice way to talk to Mommy."
ACK!
It will get better and then worse and then better. All you have to do is survive.
Make sure, just before you go to bed tonight, you sneak into his room and watch him sleep for a minute or two. It'll make it all better, I promise.
I think with boys, the terrible twos go straight through until they're twenty.
Enjoy! Heh heh heh.
And just think how he will be at 14. Got your suit of armour ready?
I know what you mean. Griffin is almost 4 and I am still putting up with the sass and everything else that goes with being a boy. We have just registered him up for Tae Kwon Do (A form of Martial Arts). Hopefully that will help with his aggression and energy!!! I don't know how many days he has spent in his room for his own safety, because I could really hurt him!!! Hopefully it will pass for you a lot quicker than it has for me. Good Luck!!
When my grandsons start sassing me I set them on the couch for a timeout ( Im not sure if its for them or me)...sometimes they fall asleep sitting there...lol.Then I look at them and think how precious they are! lol
Ohhh... an empathetic sigh... with a shudder... remembering those 'happy' days... and so glad I survived them...
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