When Molly Lou Mini #1 was younger everyone told me that three was worse than two. They would say "Oh, you haven't seen anything yet...just wait until three."
Overall, Mini #1 was almost a model toddler and we never really hit "the terrible twos." Sure, we had rough days, but we ALL do. He can get up on the wrong side of the bed like everyone else. Molly Lou Mini #1 was a difficult baby (and that is putting it lightly), so I thought perhaps we got all of the "terribleness" out of the way early. But mostly, I was SURE it was my (our) FANTASTIC parenting that was responsible for our sweet and almost perfect child.
WRONG, WRONG, WRONG!!! I was sooooooooooooooooooo wrong. Now that we are half way through three, I can't take it. It is the constant whining and arguing. He never had tantrums, but now they have appeared and what seriously makes me crazy: THEY COME FROM NOWHERE!
Case in point:
Me to MLM#1 this morning: "What do you want for breakfast sweet boy? How about waffles and grapes?"
MLM#1 to me: "I don't want waffles!" (somewhere between scream/squeal and mix with whine)
Me to him: "What would you like then? How about some toast and honey? We have apples and oranges too."
MLM#1 to me: "I don't want that." Then, he is crying and in tantrum mode, even kicking while slightly flailing in his chair. MLM#2 and I just stare at him and we let him go about his "time" while waiting for the "storm to pass."
(a few minutes later) Me to MLM#1: "Did you decide what you wanted for breakfast or are we skipping it today?"
MLM#1 to me: (Happy, like NOTHING has happened): "I think I want waffles sweet mom."
Seriously, I may not make it to 4! I think Mr. Molly Lou puts him up to it sometimes. Cheers!