I really wish he were as sweet and nice as he looks in these pictures.
This little stinker was a PUNK today. I have no idea what to do with him. Sometimes it is so bad that I wish I could trade him in for a different model. I have some parenting books on hold at the library because I am losing this battle and I need all the help I can get. He throws fits like a professional two-year-old already. It's nights like tonight that I just want to cry and ask WHY ME? Why did I get the super naughty one?
Both of my parents say that I was the best baby and kid ever.... and this is what I get in return? My mother-in-law says that Jake was a major fit thrower (like kick the wall and bang his head on the door while screaming his lungs out). And then that makes wonder why I never asked questions like, "were you a naughty kid? Did you throw major fits and tantrums when you were little?" when we were dating. But even if he answered yes, I would've still married him. And even if I knew Everett was going to be naughty like this, I still would have wished and hoped and prayed for him. But is it bad to say that I am really looking forward to the days when he goes to kindergarten? My first-day-of-kindergarten tears might just be tears of joy.
I really do love Everett so much. I think that's why his naughtiness is so hard for me to deal with. I honestly just think that he gets really bored of being at home. He is always so excited to go anywhere and loves new people. It's hard to take him to the store because he just wants to get out of the cart and play. I've been thinking about joining the gym just so he can be with other kids in the childcare for an hour everyday.
What's a parent to do?
*Disclaimer- I'm not putting my 'good kid' status on a pedestal because I know, for a fact, that Jake was a much easier teenager to raise than I was. Maybe this is a sign that Everett will be the best teenager ever. My fingers are crossed.