Posts Tagged ‘terrible 2’s’

I really hope this phase in Little L’s life will soon pass. It is so hard to take her anyplace. She gets so excited about going, I can hardly get her dressed. We get in the car and she does ok for the ride. When we get to the store, she will be great for the first few minutes. Trickery I tells ya. Then she will go crazy and take off running, laughing all the way.

We managed to take Little L to the Library with us the other day. It was her first time actually stepping her little feet inside. I haven’t taken her since she is such a handful.  But that day, daddy decided that they would ride along with Oldest and I. There was only one other little girl in the tot play area, and she left soon after we got there. She was a little older then L and her mom was following her around with a Starbucks drink in her hand. All I could think of was Hey you aren’t allowed to bring drinks in the Library, Lady. When they left, L had the run of the place, which was cool. She checked out all the seats. Climbing up into everyone and seeing if they were comfy. She played with blocks and looked at books. Oldest, after she found what she was looking for, came over and crawled around on the floor with her. They checked out all the neat things together. When it was time to leave, L ran off into the older kids section and was trying to check out all the seats there. Luckily daddy scooped her right up before she made a mad dash to another area. She didn’t cry or make a fuss either. Which was truly a surprise.


I had to go get diapers yesterday, and hubby wasn’t too thrilled about going, but my van is still acting stupid so I wanted him to drive us to the store. In his truck. Which is lifted and huge and although I have driven a truck most of my adult life, this one is really hard to park. So he is mad cause he doesn’t want to go and I know part of it is because the van isn’t running right. We get there and I jump out to grab a cart and he is holding L. She sees the cart and immediately goes nuts, not wanting to get in. We fight with her, wrestle with her, I try to get her feet in the little holes, lost a shoe in the process, but it was no use. You win kid. But did she. Back in the truck she went and daddy stayed with her. She also started acting like a nut in the Circle K store. I ended up not getting any drinks, just scooped her up with all my might and took her back outside.

Oldest didn’t act like this at all, so I am a little dumbfounded by it. She would hide in the clothes racks when we would go shopping, but she would always come to me and get in the stroller. She would fuss, but never would she flop around on the dirty floor acting like a fish without water, when I would try and pick her up.

I am hoping by not letting her get her way by not taking her in the store or taking her out of the store will sink in and this part of the terrible 2’s soon gets the hell over with. I don’t like it one bit! I see other little kids younger and older then she staying with mom and/or dad. Not acting like a wild wolf child that has never been in public before in their little life.



Little L has really been pushing my buttons lately. She will be 20 months old this week. I guess she is doing what all 20 month olds are doing to their parents. Making them want to pull their hair out and pushing them to the edge of insanity. My little one is pretty good at it. She knows what she wants and when she wants it. If you don’t comply,  there is heck to pay, my friend. Heck. To. Pay.

She actually had me in tears the other night. I get her in the bath, she won’t sit down. She knows exactly what I am saying, she just keeps leaning over the side of the tub. She won’t play, she won’t sit, giving me a heck of a time while I wash her up. I am constantly saying sit down play with your toys. Oldest comes in and she is trying to get her to play, when little L leans one more time over the edge and out pops a not so wonderful surprise. Man, it just kept coming too. Oldest asks if she should get her out. I am literally screaming “YES” at her while trying to fish the floaters that have joined us, out of the water. Let me tell you, I am TIRED of this bath time routine she has gotten herself into.  I broke down and cried as I cleaned up the tub. “I just can’t win.” I kept saying, over and over. Oldest thinks I am insane in the membrane by now.

For Valentine’s, Oldest picked out 2 cute coloring books and a pack of crayons for her sis. L just loves them. It is so cute to watch her scribble on every page and then when she gets tired of that, she starts coloring on the coffee table. Big bold marks all over the light colored top. When I finally get her to stop, she takes off with the crayon and tries to put some beautiful artwork on the walls, before I can get to her. She is very quick, and has a grip on her that you wouldn’t believe. It takes 2 most of the time to get whatever she should not have out of her hands.

I always heard how the 2’s are the terrible years…what about the months before? Please don’t tell me it gets worse. I don’t think I can handle much more. 🙂