Tuesday, November 28

2-Year-Old For Sale

As I told Sammy last week, I think Nick's "two-year-oldness" finally kicked in! It all started when we arrived at my parent's house for Thanksgiving. He started being a "Daddy only or else" kid. He wants absolutely NOTHING to do with Mommy, which is okay when Daddy is not around, but is torture when Daddy is around. If Daddy is at home, Nicholas will not let me hold him, touch him, kiss him or even walk near him. He's all about Daddy at that time. It's ridiculous! However, when Sammy is gone, he has no other choice but me, so he doesn't fight it as much. Last night was one of the worst moments... he screamed bloody murder when I tried to lay down next to him. It was truly heartbreaking for me. I've heard most kids go through this stage at one point or another, but this behavior just seems over the top, in my opinion. I really, really hope he grows out of this soon.

Along with a just plain ugly attitude he's been expressing lately, he has perfected this terrible, gravely scream. It is like nails across a chalkboard for me! I cannot stand to hear that scream!!

And, not even 24 hours after we arrived home from Bastrop, Nicholas took a stumble right into the corner of our brick column on our front porch. He truly is an accident waiting to happen! So, just when he recovered from his horrendous black eye, he now has a scraped up knot right above the opposite eye. Sammy & I were a bit worried about him having a concussion, because he hit that corner pretty hard. Plus, he took a good, long nap afterwards. But, we continually checked on him throughout his nap & he was fine. Every night, I am amazed & extremely thankful that we made it another day without a visit to the ER. (I'm knocking on wood...)

I'm hoping that these are all just phases that will soon pass. When the twins were born, my mom used to tell me to recite this phrase to myself over & over until things got better:
This too shall pass... this too shall pass... this too shall pass...

4 comments:

Becky said...

how much do you want for him?

Amberly said...

At this point, I might be willing to pay you to take him off my hands!! Okay... well, maybe just for a little while. Then, I'd miss that terrible screaming, I'm sure. Or not...

Anonymous said...

Hmmm....instead of a sale, how about a trade? I am offering you one know-it-all, hormonally-charged, grumpy 13-year old for trade. You will be exchanging the 2-year old screaming for one-syllable grunting when trying to initiate a conversation with him (envision caveman). You will also exchange the nasty smell of diapers for the disgusting smell of a sweaty locker room (which is why his bedroom door always remains closed). Act now and we will throw in the "I-can-give-dirty-looks-that-will-make-you-wish-for-a-wooden-cross-to-hold-in-front-of-you-for-protection" eleven-year old as a bonus! Hurry because this offer will only last until he's 18!!
Jon

Amberly said...

Aunt Jon, I've seen the way that grumpy 13-year-old helps clean up... bring him over!! I need him at my house!