My daughter is still her busy, cheery, bossy self these days. She spends most of her time diapering and tending to her stuffed animals, smooching them and other inanimate objects (yesterday it was rocks and leaves), having snacks, watching Sesame Street, and entertaining herself.
But when something is a little off, say, some pain from teething, or a too-short nap, or Mommy has changed what we normally do on Tuesdays, or the peanut butter is spread too thin on her sandwich, life becomes... less fun.
I hesitate to use the word terrible, since most of the time we have so much fun and get along like gangbusters. But when the mood strikes, things do get pretty terrible around here. Screaming, throwing herself to the ground, wailing, whining, throwing things, hitting, and did I mention the screaming? That's the worst one for me. It doesn't send shivers up my spine, it sends lightening bolts.
What I noticed was setting her off yesterday was things that she was enjoying coming to an end. Leaving the park; turning off a video for her to go take a bath; getting out of the bath; going to bed. All of these things caused big, raging tantrums. When she's happy, I think she just wants it to go on forever, without interruption, even if the interruption is something she would normally enjoy.
So I will work on transitions, talk things through, and mostly just grit my teeth and try to keep her from injuring herself when she loses her mind. But I would kind of like a pass to age three, just skip all this insanity and cut in line. Can I do that?
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