Today was definately a "hard to be a parent" day. Bubby has taken to throwing tantrums at everything. I don't get it either, because we've NEVER given in to his tantrums or let him think that tantrums get him things. If he drops a toy, tantrum. If food falls off his spoon, tantrum. If the dog gets too close to him, tantrum. If mommy asks him to do something, tantrum. If mommy TELLS him to do something, an even bigger tantrum. If mommy isn't available immediately, tantrum.
He's also a flopper. He flops on the floor in protest, which is especially difficult for me because it means I have to bend my huge preggy mass over to pick him up for correction, and I'm not supposed to pick him up.
On top of it all, he's going through a growth spurt AND teething his two bottom 2 year molars.
I will say that through all this difficulty, I am learning patience, selflessness, self-control, calmness, and dilligence. God is also showing me areas where Bubby needs me more and where I need to back off.
Still, we tucked him into bed with hugs and kisses and bedtime stories and love you's and prayers and peace.
But, the big suprise occured during a trying time this afternoon when Bubby was bouncing off the walls and didn't know the meaning of "use your quiet voice." Hubby needed some rest, so I took Bubby to the basement and sat at his little table and sketched pictures for him. I usually just sketch pictures of thing I know he knows, but this time I tried for things he didn't. One of them was a square. I asked him if he knew what it was and he said, "KWARE!" I was so impressed!
I love all his "Bubby words" and hubby and I find ourselves using them. One of the cutest is his word for airplane or helicopter. He says, "Wee-oo."
My neice is full of surprises, too. She's only 3 months older than Bubby, but she's quite beyond her years. She can count to 20, say the alphabet and spell and recognize her own first name!