Can you believe it? Wee One is four years old.
For the past four years and nine months, I have been anxious and worried and freaking out about how I would handle having a baby and then a toddler. All that talk about terrible twos and the threenager threat. I was so worried about being a good mother to her during that time.
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My friend’s daughter is six and has a bucket list. On it is a beach where flamingos walk amongst you. She’s three or four years older then Wee One, so WO wouldn’t be down for that yet, but I got to thinking about other things that would be on her bucket list. These are the things she never says no to, no matter her mood seconds prior.
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When I came out of the coma, I had trouble using the restroom. I could feel I had to go, I just couldn’t. My doctor had ordered some kind of test to see where the problem was but, fortunately, I never had to get it. I peed the night before, and there was much rejoicing.
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Living here at Casa In-Laws and having a toddler means that I’ve gotten to know a lot of their neighbors. I has especially become good friends with our next door neighbors, who are so sweet to Wee One. They have two kids of their own: 16 & 10.
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This is a fantastic new game that is sweeping the
nation Sahara’s household, and if you haven’t played it you don’t know what you’re missing.
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A wonderful day has finally arrived: the day my toddler starts singing with me!
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I never wanted to write a post like this, about struggling with a toddler. But writing about this feels good. Maybe it will give you a laugh? A scene that is becoming an all too common at Casa In-Laws.
I am helping Wee One get breakfast, and I open the fridge to pull stuff out. She wants some cheese. Its wrapped in a plastic wrapper, like string cheese. If I try to open it before I give it to her, she screams “NOOOOO!”
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I mean, literally, juggle!
I have some scarves that I juggle that I got from one of those learn-to-juggle kit. (It was on clearance.) Wee One has seen me do it many times, and today, she picked up two of the scarves and threw them in the air and waved her arms around. Like she was juggling. She even made the little noises that I make when I’m doing it. #Killmenowsocute!
I know that toddlers are sponges and they do what they see. I am a little touched that she is imitating me and I’m thinking about other things I want her to do, to see me do.
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I think it’s starting. The thing I’ve heard about. The “She just woke up one day and was totally different” thing. (And by different, mothers mean their child has attitude, sass, opinions.)
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Wee One is a toddler. So truly a toddler, and it’s only going to get more toddler-y as she goes. I’m more afraid of this phase than any other, I think. I’m afraid I’ll lose my patience or my way, that we’ll lose our bond or connection, and that we will start a lifetime of not liking each other. I wanted to keep positive details about toddler in my mind. To this end, I googled, “in praise of toddlers,” and sadly, didn’t find much.
So I’m writing something.
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