Nevermind the Terrible twos…

Nicholas was a pretty good two year old. Sure he had his days of whining and tantrums, but he was generally civil enough to leave them at home, at least pretending to be a sweet, well mannered kid while we were out in public. Now that he is 3 all that seems to have changed. He delights in screaming NO at the top of his lungs when I tell him to stay in the cart. He believes if he launches himself from the seat of the grocery cart he will miraculously land unscathed and ready to grab cookies and treats from the shelves. He is appalled when I force him to sit down and re-attach him to the cart. I have seriously debated bringing a roll of duct tape with me on our excursions, hoping to contain him long enough to fill my grocery cart. In the past week I have had to football carry him, kicking and screaming, while carrying his coat and boots (which he threw at me whilst we were in the store) no less than 5 times. FIVE TIMES! Each time it ended with me pinning him down just long enough to strap him into his carseat. I am trying to be consistent and patient(ish) with him. Trying to lead by example. Let me tell you it is hard! Some days I put myself into a time out, just to escape!

Here’s hoping 4 will be better …

I. am. so. tired. of. fighting.


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