We’ve all seen the toddler year’s warnings, the ones that define a toddler as an “emotionally unstable, pint-sized dicator with the uncanny ability to know exactly how far to push you towards utter insanity before reverting to a lovable cuddle monster.” And we all look at our child and think we will be different. But until your little one actually turns into a toddler and you see it for yourself you won’t necessarily believe it, but you will find yourself scrambling for books to read on how to deal with the new delicate balance in your house.
Have you heard the phrase “hell hath no fury like a toddler who wanted the green cup instead of the orange one,” or “hell hath no fury like a toddler whose sandwich was cut into squares when he wanted triangles.” Yeah, it’s more like hell hath no fury, full stop.
No wanting a jersey put on, wanting to brush her teeth, not wanting dad to sit on her chair, wanting another banana, not wanting socks on, wanting to ride the dog, not wanting to eat her yoghurt, wanting yet another banana…the list goes on, and it’s additions of like and dislikes are in continual flux.
Of course if you’re reading this and your little one hasn’t hit the toddler stage just yet, you’re probably shaking your head and thinking this won’t ever happen to you. Well it most likely won’t happen in the same way with toothbrushes, bananas and jersey wearing (well it might, but that would be weird). But it will happen, and when it does, think of me hiding bananas, sneaking around with ninja-like jersey skills, and putting socks onto wriggling toes that have been cornered. If you’re lucky you’ll get a kiss after the messy meltdown and will soon forget the toddler’s list…good thing too, because it will all change tomorrow anyway.
I wrote this when Amy was a toddler, but now that Ethan has officially moved into the toddler years I’m discovering this all over again. The weird thing is that he also loves to brush his teeth and he loves bananas too…it looks like it did happen in the same way after all!