Tom spent all weekend helping Tyler learn how to be more polite as they were playing. (We've actually spent longer than this weekend with that goal but Tom was really focused. What a great dad!)
While they were playing, this was what took place during most of the weekend conversations:
Tom: "Tyler don't scream. Ask nicely." (Tom would proceed to help him say the following.) Tyler: "Daddy, may I please have the car?" (truck, train, ball, etc.) Tom: "Yes you may. Thanks for asking so nicely."
Yesterday morning before work, Tom and Tyler were playing while I was cleaning up breakfast. This is the conversation that I heard.
Tyler: "Daddy may I please have the car?" Tom: "Yes you may thank you for asking so nicely."
Tyler got frustrated because he was grabbing things away from Tom and Tom told him to ask nicely and then he would get what he wanted.
Finally Tyler said, "Daddy, may I please have EVERYTHING!!"
Tyler was so proud that he found a loop hole in the system. Tom and I were laughing our heads off. What a smartie pants. Before Tom left for work, Tyler had gotten frustrated about something and thrown a full on tantrum on the floor (kicking, screaming, etc). However, by the time Tom was walking out the door Tyler was running around happy as a clam asking for more hugs and kisses.
That afternoon we went to the grocery store and I decided to try out the pizza from the bakery (fyi: not that great...big shock). We got two slices and headed home. Tyler loves pizza and couldn't wait to get in his seat and have some. We were eating in silence when Tyler said, "I LIKE it!" then a minute later, he said, "Mmmmm....Mommy, I LOVE it!" I don't know why that cracked me up so much but I laughed about it all afternoon.
By the end of the day, Tyler had had the time of his life at the "big park," thrown a few more kicking, screaming tantrums, helped make dinner, "Mommy...look...making!" and peed all over the floor and then me before getting on the toilet to pee more.
I think it's a little funny that while Tyler has always been a spirited kid, he only started throwing full on tantrums the week after his two year birthday. Good thing he is such a good hearted and fun kid or I might go crazy. I love being the mom of two year old Tyler.
3 comments:
Yeah, we've got a terrible two on our hands too. It's like dr jylel and mr Hyde! One minute totally mad at something, the next happy as a clam.
Spank his butt and then tell him not to get mad or hit...
mmm, could that anonymous comment be from someone I know?
I love the everything comment!
Within a week recently, I heard 2 experts quoting some new brain research that says kids throw tantrums for a good reason.
When they become super frustrated, angry, etc, the blood in their brain moves away from the place that allows them to reason. They need to experience the tactile instead, hence, hitting, pounding, etc.
So, let them have their tantrums, just walk away calmly and ignore them until they're literally back in their right mind and can reason again.
Why didn't I know this when my kids were 2? It may have prevented some reactionary tantrums that I ended up throwing myself!
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