Son Up to Son Down
April 21, 2021
Two is somehow my most and least favorite. It’s a stage that comes with so much fun and new found independence, but also with a formidable dose of tantrums and tears. There’s not a button that goes unpushed by my two-year-old on a daily basis, and if anyone is needing a theatrics coach, he’s your guy. This is my third time through the “terrible twos” and you would think I’d have a little bit of a handle on it by now. It turns out that toddlerhood smacks you in the face even when you think you’re prepared.
Every day with a two-year-old is opposite day. If I say no, he s...