Monday, July 13, 2009

Fitting in

Up until about three months ago, I would have told you I had an easy-going second child. When she was little, I dragged her hither and yon to Jack's classes and playdates and school dropoffs and pickups and she never batted an eye. You could give her any toy in the house and she would be happy to have it. She delighted in being fed. She loved to go to the park and played wherever we put her down.

Oh how she's turned on us now.

Let me give you a few examples from today, which just sum up our daughter as of late.

First, she threw a fit because Jack was getting sunscreen put on for camp. She saw the sunscreen and ran to get her sandals, plopping down in front of me yelling "I-gee! I-gee!" at the top of her lungs (that's "I go" in Emmie speak). Except she wasn't going, because I can't take her with me to drop him off since I can't lift her out of the carseat. She gets to stay home with Grandma. Apparently that's as much fun as watching paint dry, based on her howling-mad reaction.

Then we went to the bagel shop on the way to the grocery store where the next tantrum heated up because I would not give her her own bagel, but dared to make her share mine. Then I wouldn't give her any of my juice, so she threw herself backward into the stroller so hard she almost knocked herself out.

After nap we took a stroll to the park. Jack was the model of delightful, playing in the sandbox in the shade. Emmie tried several times to run away from the sandbox, dragging sandbox toys with her, which is a no-no. Sandbox toys stay IN the sandbox. Which was met with a meltdown the likes of which I had not previously seen. She sat down on the concrete, wailing. Then she started kicking her legs. She covered her face at one point, laid down and then broke out in a rash from the horribleness of it all.

After we left the park because of her shenanigans, we ate dinner at home. That was also a test of wills because she wanted the entire plate of pasta on her tray. Except it was blazing hot and we had to cool it off and that set her off again. Once she finally shoved no less than seven bites into her mouth at one time, she started bawling because there was too much in her mouth and she couldn't chew. The meal was capped off by her screaming because I would not hand her the gallon-sized Ziplock bag of Veggie Booty.

I forgot what good times 18 months is. Jack remarked dryly at dinner, "Emmie is having a rough day." Uh, yeah. I would say that's true. The sad part is that when Jack was this age and did this, I would actually feel bad. When Emmie does it, I just laugh at her because she is so dramatic and I've seen much, much better from a 3-year-old. These 18-month antics are nothin'.


But mom, I'm so cute!

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6 Comments:

Blogger ferfischer said...

oh ha! i just posted some winners of some tantrums myself. they aren't even the good ones!

July 13, 2009 10:37 PM  
Blogger Sarah said...

Emmie is having a rough day- ha! I live for Harry's commentary-- 3 is FUN.

My Jack has begun to have temper tantrums when his will is thwarted, which is funny because he didn't have any noticeable opinions about anything (not negative ones, anyway) until like 2 weeks ago. Fun times.

July 14, 2009 6:42 AM  
Blogger Monica said...

She's getting a head start on the terrible 2's.

July 14, 2009 7:54 AM  
Blogger Hettie said...

This post made me laugh so hard because I remember Nora going through this around this age, too. Up until 18 months she was such an easygoing baby, and then suddenly, she wanted to be independent...at everything!
It is easier to deal with the second time around though. I wish you patience!

July 14, 2009 12:41 PM  
Blogger katina said...

I figure if you have hellions as toddlers, then you must get it easy when they're teens, right?

July 14, 2009 7:41 PM  
Blogger lonek8 said...

I love that you just laugh at her. I usually laughed at my first kid's tantrums, and then with the second I basically just tell him "there's nothing worng with you. Get over it" I think i deserve Mom of the Year, LOL

July 16, 2009 2:35 PM  

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