A week of regression and aggression. Let’s just put that out in the baby book right now. This was not a banner week. This was a week of Three all over again. Just before Five, Peanut’s Three all over again.
Full meltdown tantrums lasting at least a half hour each because:
1) He wanted the baby to watch him play, not touch anything, and not go away to do something else.
2) He wanted to get back in the bath after shrieking “I want to get out” for five minutes during the “wash yourself, please, or I’ll wash you” debate.
3) He didn’t want to go outside at all but he wanted to go to school. I get the problem; I do not get the long tantrum.
Sweet and adorable-to-surly ratio bordered on teen this week.
And when I had a rough day, he walked into the living room and proclaimed, “Mom, I think your brain is breaking. You gave me cheese but no crackers.”