The honeymoon is over. It was a good run. He was a giggly baby content to sit still surrounded by a pile of toys, a sweetie pie, smiling at every stranger on the street, compelling those passing by to make spontaneous compliments "what an angel!", "he's a doll!". I should have known it couldn't last. I should have known it was too good to be true. Now here we sit a couple months shy of the big TWO, and I can see very clearly there is going to be a whole lot of trouble, a whole lot of....terrible.
Once a good eater, most food is now hurled from the high chair with an emphatic "I don't like that!"
Once easily tricked into giving up a favorite truck to his clever brother, his objections have become loud and fierce. "NO! MINE!"
Once a charming library date, he has turned into a one toddler -wrecking machine. Tearing books off every shelf and ripping the pages out of the Highlights for Children's magazines on display.
Once an agreeable companion for my daily errands, he now terrorizes our fellow consumers at Trader Joe's and Target, serving as a friendly little reminder to the childless folk we encounter "psst... take your pill today!"
Once my little baby, he is now a boy.
Just take each moment at a time. It gets better :)
ReplyDeleteAlso, I am jealous of your Trader Joe's.
Should we cancel our trip to Berkeley?
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