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Would The Circus Buy My Four-Year-Old?

05/09/2013 01:29 EDT | Updated 07/08/2013 05:12 EDT
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Angry child

I remember when my little boy was two... Into absolutely everything.

Then, there was three. Tantrums about absolutely everything.

And, just when I thought things had settled down...FOUR!!! OMFG.

This kid is seriously keeping my local liquor store in business.

Everybody warns you about two...even three. Nobody told me about four.

There are days when I feel like there is an alien invading my little boy's body...who is this demon? His sister went through a bit of the same at this age. Willful. Stubborn. Naughty. My darling son is all this with the added bonus of also being completely irrational (no...you cannot wear your basketball shorts out in the freezing rain), disobedient (I already told you, you are not allowed to eat Easter eggs for breakfast) and violent (if I had a dollar for every time I've gotten a foot in the boob...).

We try everything: time out, taking toys and TV away, reward charts, naughty charts, positive reinforcement... This kid adapts to all of our strategies and turns them on their ass. I kind of feel like we need to just ride it out, this too shall pass. Won't it? Please tell me that it will.

After a day of tot terror...after the gong-show that is bedtime...after the extra cup of water, the one last kiss...after readjusting the door so it is open just the right amount...I creep up to his room to gaze at the still, quiet, innocent little person that lays there...and fall in love all over again.

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