We seem to have hit a patch. I’m finding myself taking several deep breaths and closing my eyes and reminding myself that this is just a phase….it will be gone tomorrow…or a year and tomorrow…but it is just a phase.
I do see a correlation between Greg being gone and Fi’s behavior, but it’s just so hard to really tell because they change so much – and I’m just that much more tired when G is gone that that probably influences it too. Man, how do single parents do it?
Anyway:
We’re throwing food again – looking me right in the eye and taking large fistfuls of food and throwing it as far as we can in both directions – then the spoon – then the bowl – then the cup if I can’t get there in time.
We WILL NOT put our coat on -or anything else for that matter – INCLUDING OUR HALLOWEEN COSTUME- if mom wants us to. Only when mom doesn’t.
We are pushing and pulling and pinching the animals again. On purpose just to get mom to react.
Some kids won’t get in the car seat – we will NOT get out.
And my favorite. At swim lessons there is a baby doll that the teacher uses for examples. Fiona is BABY CRAZY and spends the whole class asking for the baby. This week she threw a fit – i was just about to leave – when the teacher gave her the doll. She was fine the rest of the class until it was time to take the doll away. I tried to prepare her for what was about to happen – it didn’t matter – she was NOT going to leave without the baby. I had to literally pry her fingers off of the doll while she screamed and cried at me all the way to the locker room – the whole time we were getting dressed – and most of the way to the car. There is a pool baby in her future. She can win this one. I paid too much money for those lessons for it to become a scream fest each and every time!
