Tuesday, June 26, 2012

My Stubborn Boy

Based off my experience and interaction with several toddlers over the years, I would dare argue that my son is the most stubborn and strong willed child you will ever meet. That being said, I love him and would never trade him. But sometimes I wish things were easier. Like brushing teeth. Why do I have to sit on him and pry his mouth open to get the job done? Why do we spend an hour fighting to get clean clothes and shoes on to go play while he insists on wearing a dripping wet diaper, pajamas, and flip flops several mornings? Why does he cry when I offer him sugar cereal in the morning, push it away and then scream for sugar cereal when I bring him toast or something else? How many times have I drug him out of a play area and taken him home because he refused to say he was sorry for pushing? If I want a light on, he turns it off. If I keep the light off he turns it on and glares at me, like he's saying "that'll teach you." If there are ten cars and only himself and one other boy playing, why can't they each have five cars? Why does Vash insist that even nine of the ten aren't enough. He needs all ten. He'll scratch and bite when it's time to get into the car if he's not ready to leave. I'll make him sit on the potty for 20 minutes because I can smell that he needs to poop, but he doesn't and then the second he's off the potty and has his pants on, he drops his load without any hesitation. He'll holler at me, roll his eyes, and sarcastically say "Fine," when I've upset him. I'm hoping his teenage years will be better because he's gotten it all out of his system. Anyhow, now that I've painted a picture of our worse days, let me lighten the mood with a funny story. Our bedtime routine consists of getting into pajamas, brushing teeth, reading scriptures, saying prayers, and singing a few songs. Every night when Craig says "Alright it's time for scriptures," or "Ok, let's get changed into pj's." Vash just looks right at him and says. "Vass's aweek." (Vash is awake.) Maybe it's only funny to us... Don't have to say a word about bedtime, but as soon as he knows that's where it's headed, he's ready to alert us to his non sleepy condition.

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