About 1 week until Molly's four and I'm hoping that her attitude past week isn't indicative of our next year together. We actually have pretty similar outlooks on the situation: we're both pretty sure I'm doing something wrong. Mostly kidding. Some friend had shared that they had read in a parenting book something to the extent of "
what you love about your kid today may be
gone tomorrow, so don't gloat, and what drives you nuts may be resolved
in a week, so don't sell him to the circus". I may have been guilty of some internal gloating and I'm afraid I may be paying for it now. A few weeks ago Molly and I were at Target and she was just being fantastic. She asked for things, I told her "no" and she accepted my answer as if I were an adult in control of the situation. I even felt particularly proud of myself because I remembered to tell her how great it was that she was being such a good sport about not receiving every Lalaloopsy and Disney Doll that the place had. Fast Forward to today: When we were walking through the Dream gift shop after leaving Cassie's new Yoga studio, she had a meltdown over some doll she was calling the "tooth fairy". I had prepped her before we went that we weren't getting anything today and she had confidently told me that she just wanted to look. When she saw the dolls, she first took the "let's get Maggie something angle". I don't fall for that though since I know what that looks like...Molly dancing around a screaming Maggie while holding "Maggie's" toy. I then decide we need to leave as soon as possible and tried to pry her hands off the doll, but her tiny hands were fused onto it. I finally get the doll in one piece back on the shelf. Then she snatches it off again before I can get her far enough away. Trying not to cause a scene, but she's given me no choice. I had to carry her screaming to the car and force her into the car seat. Look away people. If anyone is shopping at that store for Molly's birthday, DO NOT buy a fairy doll...as far as I'm concerned, that doll is DEAD to her. Regardless, we're not selling her to the circus just yet.
Here's the good stuff:
I was super happy that Molly offered to push Maggie in the swing instead of freaking out and insisting that it was her turn.
She even gave her a few spins
Kids always have to involve their toes. Maybe that's just my kids.
She even shared her bike helmet with Maggie.
She played the game she made up: tree ring toss.
Also nice, was getting the first 7 consecutive hours of sleep that I have had in 4 years (rough estimate). For whatever reason when Molly came to our room, she settled onto her mat and didn't bother waking us and she even managed to do it on the same night that Maggie didn't wake up. Amazing for sure!
