Okay, so I'm gonna be honest here...the terrible two's are nothing compared to the "they don't really even have a name for it" three's. Between Ellie pretty much dropping her nap (but probably still needing one), her dreadful habit of not being able to sleep through the night (ever!) , and her little fiery personality really starting to shine, I swear we have a 3 year old with the most dramatic mood swings ever. And it's the hardest on Matt, because she has for some reason decided that Daddy can't do anything at all for her...she won't let him get her dressed, brush her teeth, put her to bed, or even be the first person she sees in the morning when she wakes up. Needless to say, often times it sounds like World War III in our house most nights. She can seriously be the most mellow, well behaved kid when she wants to be, but she can also be the most dramatic, emotional kid when she wants to be! Hmmm, if this is a glimpse into her teenage years, I think we are in a lot of trouble!
Anyway, a few people had posted this on Facebook a few weeks ago, and last night, after a ridiculously tough night of getting my 3 year old showered, in her pj's, and tucked into her bed, I had to read it again....and boy, did it make my day!
His sock is on wrong.
His lip tastes salty.
His shirt has a tag on it.
The car seat is weird.
He’s hungry, but can’t remember the word “hungry.”
Someone touched his knee.
He’s not allowed in the oven.
I picked out the wrong pants.
His brother looked at him.
His brother didn’t look at him.
His hair is heavy.
We don’t understand what he said.
He doesn’t want to get out of the car.
He wants to get out of the car by himself.
The iPad has a password.
His sleeve is touching his thumb.
He doesn’t understand how popsicles are made.
The inside of his nose stinks.
Chicken is gross.
A balloon he got six months ago is missing.
A puzzle piece won’t fit in upside down.
I gave him the wrong blue crayon.
The gummi vitamin is too firm.
Netflix is slow.
He jumped off the sofa and we weren’t watching.
He’s not allowed to touch fire.
Everything is wrong with his coat.
There’s a dog within a 70 mile radius.
A shoe should fit either foot.
I asked him a question.
His brother is talking.
He can’t lift a pumpkin.
He can’t have my keys.
The cat is in his way.
The cat won’t let him touch its eyeball.
The inside of his cheek feels rough.
Things take too long to cook.
He has too much food in his mouth.
He doesn’t know how to type.
The DustBuster is going to eat him.
His mom is taking a shower.
Someone knocked over his tower.
He got powdered sugar on his pants.
The yogurt won’t stay on his spoon.
EVERYTHING IS TOO HOT.
by Jason Good