Tag: terrible twos
The Negotiator
My son is developing at an incredible rate.
He’s getting taller, his hair is getting longer, his vocabulary is increasing. But even more impressively, he’s already picking up skills most of us don’t use until later in life. Skills like arguing, sarcasm, and, most frustratingly, negotiation.
At the young age of not-even-three, my innocent child is becoming a slick little deal-maker. It’s enough to make me sick proud.
Without 2
You may have noticed that the blog has been a tad quiet of late, and that’s because the family has been doing a little traveling.
We drove up north. We drove because we wanted to stay flexible, schedule-wise, and because airlines inexplicably charge full-price once your kid turns two-years-old so he can have a seat. But I’d gladly let him sit on my lap for two hours. Deal with occasionally getting kicked, fatso next to me!
The driving made the travel longer, made the use of the computer impossible (hence reduced blog posts), and made me question why I didn’t put my son in a kennel because he’s the one child on earth who doesn’t sleep in the car and man does he get annoying!
But a funny thing happened near the end of the trip.
The World’s Most Stressful Accessory
I don’t think toddlers and dogs are the same thing (except when they kind of are). No one could possibly think that.
For one thing, dogs have fur. For another, dogs can be trained. They’ll actually listen to commands. You can use a leash without getting strange looks and, as mentioned above, your wife can even carry certain kinds of dogs in her purse. You can’t do that with toddlers. But sometimes I wish you could.
Taking toddlers places is stressful AF!
Photo: Who Rocks the Potty?
Oh happy day!
My son performed his first successful poop in the potty this morning, and I wanted to share the proud moment with all of my blog readers.
It’s only right that you should experience this along with me, and share in my triumph.
Thanks for making the image on the next page possible!