We've finally hit the "Terrible Twos" with Cookie Monster. He was so sweet prior to turning two, I thought there would be no "terrible" attached to this year. Hah! Don't get me wrong, he is still very sweet. In fact, he makes me laugh SOOO much. It's like a light was flipped on a he found he needs to assert his independence. I don't ever remembering it happening so dramatically with the older two.
Oh, but maybe they are part of the problem. Anyhow, we went for his 2-year-check. Going to the doctor has never been a problem before. That day, though (with the other 3 kids in tow), he decided to through a fit on the way in, when he was asked to step on the scale, when he was asked to put on a gown for the exam, etc., etc., etc.
His fit was so extreme that he almost fell off the exam counter in the dr.'s office. Guess he didn't want to show some skin. Then when the dr. came in, he scowled at her.
When we returned home, I had to peel him off of his sister's jumperoo to take him up for a nap. He screamed in his bed. Normally, he just lays down. When brother and sister went to get him up from his nap, he was so made he didn't want to get out of bed. He came downstairs with a frown on his face.
That night, when it was bath time we saw yet another tantrum. Normally, he comes running, begging to take a bath. Not that day. He hid under a chair. Once I pulled him out and tricked him in to taking his socks off, the tantrum subsided a little. He did scream when I put him in the tub, though.
The Princess helped entertain him a little in the tub, so he calmed down. Once it was time to get out, yet another fit. Now, we've had a fit because he didn't want to take a bath -- another because he doesn't want to get out.
I'm sure there was another fit before we went to bed.
At least he offers PLENTY of laughs throughout the day. He makes my heart smile.
Just like the rest of my babies.
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