"My turn" is a phrase we hear often around here. For EVERYTHING. We never had this phase with the older kids, so it is a whole new dish of perspective for us.
We are very blessed that our 2 year old speaks so well for her age group. She has for a while and it is nice to not have to pay for another kid to go to speech therapy. But with vocals come independence and they can want to do things long before they can physically do them. This brings on fun 20 minute sessions in the least convenient places of waiting while they prove it to themselves because listening to mom and dad is not only not an option, but it isn't our turn!
"My turn"....
to put on my clothes... which takes longer, but she can do.
to put on my shoes.... almost always on the wrong feet first, but still happy this is a skill.
to close the door..... even if it means not letting the dogs out first.
to get in the car... even if it takes longer for her to do alone.
to buckle the clips in my car seat... which she can only do the top clip.
to hit the button.... that closes the van door, but after she is strapped into the car sear.
to unbuckle the buckles in the car seat... which she can undo neither of.
to climb down out of the van... which is actually fine.
to go to the bathroom... even if you have to go and she really doesn't need to.
to cut her food.... even if mommy won't let her use a knife (guess I need to get over that one).
to wash her hands... even though she gets water everywhere.
to unload the dishwasher.... even if it freaks me out and slows the process.
And the list could go on for days. And if you try and help her or just don't let her it ensues the most amazing screeches and screams. Generally I allow her to figure things out on her own. It will be better in the long run and what does it hurt really, but also to avoid the noises.
She does more things our other two never did. Bites, scratches, and pinches. I don't know how to fix these things, or where they came from since she hasn't spent time in daycare, but the main victim is her older sis, so we at least get to work on it at home.
She pouts. A lot. About anything. And it is slightly funny. Little lip goes out, she looks down, and stands there motionless for a bit.
And to all my mommy friends with these wonderful amazing 2 year old terrors I must break some news to you. Cherish every moment of this horrificness because 3 is so much worse.
We are very blessed that our 2 year old speaks so well for her age group. She has for a while and it is nice to not have to pay for another kid to go to speech therapy. But with vocals come independence and they can want to do things long before they can physically do them. This brings on fun 20 minute sessions in the least convenient places of waiting while they prove it to themselves because listening to mom and dad is not only not an option, but it isn't our turn!
"My turn"....
to put on my clothes... which takes longer, but she can do.
to put on my shoes.... almost always on the wrong feet first, but still happy this is a skill.
to close the door..... even if it means not letting the dogs out first.
to get in the car... even if it takes longer for her to do alone.
to buckle the clips in my car seat... which she can only do the top clip.
to hit the button.... that closes the van door, but after she is strapped into the car sear.
to unbuckle the buckles in the car seat... which she can undo neither of.
to climb down out of the van... which is actually fine.
to go to the bathroom... even if you have to go and she really doesn't need to.
to cut her food.... even if mommy won't let her use a knife (guess I need to get over that one).
to wash her hands... even though she gets water everywhere.
to unload the dishwasher.... even if it freaks me out and slows the process.
And the list could go on for days. And if you try and help her or just don't let her it ensues the most amazing screeches and screams. Generally I allow her to figure things out on her own. It will be better in the long run and what does it hurt really, but also to avoid the noises.
She does more things our other two never did. Bites, scratches, and pinches. I don't know how to fix these things, or where they came from since she hasn't spent time in daycare, but the main victim is her older sis, so we at least get to work on it at home.
She pouts. A lot. About anything. And it is slightly funny. Little lip goes out, she looks down, and stands there motionless for a bit.
And to all my mommy friends with these wonderful amazing 2 year old terrors I must break some news to you. Cherish every moment of this horrificness because 3 is so much worse.
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