The Terrible Twos are living up to their reputation around here. I’m not sure what is worse, the sleep deprivation from an infant or the drama of a two-year-old. There is whimpering and whining over the silliest things like, “Mom, I’m stuck to the floor and I can’t get up.” or “I can’t reach my toy (that is 12 inches away from my hand).” For a short while she would collapse in a heap on the floor because her milk was too cold.
Once it starts, it feeds on itself. It is constant. It is mind bending. It makes me wonder how I muster up even more patience when I was certain I was almost out. I keep telling myself that this is a phase, just like not sleeping through the night and temper tantrums.
I also remind myself that we have reached an amazing milestone that is not a phase. The fact that I no longer have to change a diaper really helps me get through the day. That and sneaking skittles when she’s not looking.
that is awesome she is doing so well potty training wise–we have just hit that phase here, too. As in, whining for everything, even the silliest of requests get a pouty face along wtih them?
If it makes you feel any better, I heard the angelic stage is when they turn 3…hold on a little longer! :)! lol
PS-That garage sale was AMAZING! got all of L’s fall/winter wardrobe & NEXT year’s summer for under $10! Along with a number of vintage/wooden toys–the lady’s prices were awesome!
Sarah
Snicker. Terrible two’s……next thing you know she’ll be a (shudder) teenager. Your pictures are great – your mom and dad look just the same.