Dear Spike:
Crayon on the dresser. Tantrums on the floor. Your birthday is still two months away, but I fear we're already well into the "terrible twos."
You're starting to make a lot of decisions for yourself — and you just don't like it when we try to make them for you. And so you get defiant. And angry. And ugly.
I understand. I don't like it when people tell me what to do, either. But you're still a small, small girl and the world is a big, big place, so you still need a bit of help. That's what parents are for.
And although I know it would be easiest to just let you get away with your recent spate of naughtiness and to give into your tantrums — "You want a steak knife? Fine! here's a steak knife!" — we just can't do that. That's not what we're here for.
So we'll keep helping you make good decisions, until you make 'em mostly on your own. We've only got one chance to get you right, kid, and by golly we're gonna do it.
Love,
dad
3 comments:
It seems so much easier to give in. That's why so many parents do it. It is only easier for the moment (or the year!) But when this year is over, and you've fought the good fight, it will be a bit easier. And, when she's a bratty 5th grader, or defiant high schooler, she'll throw tantrums knowing you won't cave. And that's when it will really matter.
Hold firm. It's so much easier to fight now.
Gaky
Cool blog.. I like ;0) Mine is nearly 10 months and the tantrum phase fills me with dread......
Long time lurker and fan...
I remember the "here's a steak knife" comment from my dad. I don't blame him. My brother and I were old enough to have known to 'cut it out' when told too. I think I remember laughing at the silliness of his suggestion. I don't think that went over well.
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