His teachers say that he's crying less. Good.
He goes around randomly saying, "Bry not like older toddlers." Not so good.
Today, as we were driving away from his daycare, he said, "Where Bry's school? Go back to Bry's school." Good.
This morning when I annonced that we would be leaving for school in five minutes, Bry wailed, "Bry not go to school! Bry stay home!" Sigh.
In response to questions about the best/worst parts of his day, he says, "Older toddlers." Huh.
Probably the clearest conclusion that can be drawn from all of this is not to trust the eye witness testimony of a not-quite two-year-old. The poor guy just seems overwhelmed by stressors at the moment. New room at school, holiday madness, teething, the agony of wearing boots (seriously, this kid does NOT like to walk in the snow). I'm hoping that things settle down after the new year. Because the upshot of all of this stress seems to be ever increasing whining, frustration, and high-volume declarations of "NO!" at just about any parental request that comes his way. Or maybe all of that is just the upshot of being a not-quite two-year-old. Surely this can't last forever, right? (Cue crickets chirping.) Right?
Stock footage from happier times.
1 comment:
I'm glad to see your dooming the kid with his father's hairstyle at an early age. Oh well, I guess it's worked for Steve since... oh... kindergarten.
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