Twenty months old does not two years make

Jul 13

So why the tantrums? Seriously. Why are my girls so unbelievably cute one minute and so terrible, terrible, terrible the next?? The Bug had eight time outs today. I'm so not lying. Two of them were alone in her room. At one point, when she wouldn't stay sitting on her time out and I sat in front of her with my hand on her knees to ensure that she wouldn't get up, she laughed in my face. She leaned forward, opened her mouth really wide, and laughed like a little toddler-hell-child. I think it shows amazing restraint on my part that she didn't get a world-class spanking. AMAZING restraint. Belly pretty much sobbed for the better part of the day when I wasn't holding her. I actually intended to call references for a nanny today, but I clearly needed a nanny to help me so I could hire one. A catch-22, to be sure. 


You know what's sad? They asked about D all day. At several points, Belly even banged on the kitchen door that leads down to the family/guest room and called D's name. The poor dears. They miss their cousin! And I know that's why they're being like this - they always have a day or two of crappy readjustment time after they've been around other people for an extended period. But it SUCKS. Discipline and consequences for wrong actions (biting one's sister, smashing the toy mower into the dining room wall over and over and over again, etc.) have no effect, apparently. I really have no choice but to try to referee and take it. So effing lame. Unless you have suggestions...

They're little maniacs, but they are super cute. They've started saying "Mommy" instead of "Mama" - not all the time, but about half the time. It's another step in losing their babyness. They're still giving hugs and kisses on demand and it positively melts the heart to see them kissing on each other. Little lovers. Little screaming, ill-behaved lovers.

Maybe tomorrow will be better.

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