7/1/09

General Bossy Bear

The concept of Terrible Two's was surely born of first time parents who were just so (understandably) stunned to see their sweet, cooing, toddling little angel begin to assert him or her self. Suddenly they argue, make impossible demands, cannot be reasoned with, and will stab you in the head while screaming in your ear if you do not comply. Or kick you in the shins and then fall limp to the ground and magically weigh 100 lbs when you try to pick them up. Or inform you that they are in charge now and you are to go to time out rightthisverysecond. Because they have short memories, a still limited ability to manage their emotions, and a developing sense of cause and effect (I throw this Hot Wheels car with all my might. My brother is hit by that Hot Wheels car and is now screaming and crying. Hum...), discipline is a lesson in patience for Mom and Dad. Also, little diapered dictators can be just plain funny. I love the ages 2 & 3. I'll take the periodic meltdown in exchange all the times I have to turn my face away to hide my laughter. (IMPORTANT: Never let them see you laugh*. All toddlers are stand-up comedy geniuses and applause-whores**. Once they get a taste of baby laugh-crack, they'll keep doing whatever it was til it ain't funny anymore. Only laugh at things you are willing to have them do over and over again, in front of guests, until college.)


Bear Smootch 2

Bear has come literally charging out of babyhood. He is very bossy, but so matter-of-fact about his commands that it isn't rude; it's almost like he's helping you. I don't know quite how we all managed to know where to sit or when to eat or if it was time to go outside before he came along to tell us. He'll march (literally - it's how he walks) through the room and toss over his shoulder, "Rob! Come!" like a small general. Or a dog trainer. (Or DADDY COME! or MOMMY COME! or whomever he is summoning.) While my parents were on vacation with the boys, Bear thrust his goodie bag at my dad and, giving his fierce serious face, said "Hold this. NO EAT!" One of his most frequently used expressions is, "I NOT!" I say, "Time to go to bed." He yells, "I NOT!" I say, "Come downstairs please." He yells "I NOT!" I touch his little head while he's playing beside me and whisper to him, "You are a little angel." He replies firmly, "I not." P always asks Bear, "Are you being a good baby or a bad baby?" Bear will yell, "I BAD BABY!!!!" and collapse into maniacal giggles.

Bear Smootch 1

As he marches around the house in a diaper bossing everyone, laughing, jumping, dancing (which I have GOT to get on video because OMGosh), I can't help but be thoroughly delighted with him. I love TWO. (I asked him how old he was this weekend and he replied without hesitating: "Thirty-eight.") *I'm not consistent. **The Grand Exception is potty training. Applaud all you want, it won't cause a repeat pee. Do you have a favorite age?

17 comments:

Auds at Barking Mad said...

Ya know, two has never ever been an issue with me. Even when my twins were two. I loved it. Three though...oh Lord. Imp is right in the midst of three and she's making up for every single tantrum she and her siblings never had.

But...despite the tantrums and torrential attitude, I wouldn't trade it for the world. I miss the baby she was, but am enjoying watching the little girl she's becoming. And heaven help me, but I can not manage to look away when I'm laughing. It's to my utter undoing! Oh well!

Darling pictures, Amy! He's a doll!

mo.stoneskin said...

"I BAD BABY!!!!" and collapse into maniacal giggles.

Fantastic, that would crack me up.

Allyson/HBMomof2 said...

Wow, I wish I could feel the same way. My little one turns 2 at the end of the month and I am already seeing the little nastiness coming on. I do adore the sweet and funny sides of him, but I like them a whole lot more than the other. I had a friend once tell me that you get the kid you are suppose to have on the day of their fourth birthday. I don't want to wish a bit of time away, but I am looking forward to four. God bless you for embracing this age. You are a better woman than me.

P.S. Applause whores, that was great. That is how I get my boy to do everything. All I have to do is applaud.

de said...

Well, you make it sound great.

I like four, but my first-hand experience stops at seven. Hoping there's some good stuff coming up. I have this idea that when the elder is ten and the younger is seven we're going to have the *perfect* family life. I know, dangerous magical thinking.

Alli Worthington {@alliworthington} said...

awwww, i love him!

Jill said...

So far every age has been my favorite. I love 4 because he's becoming such a boy right in front our eyes. But I love 18 mos because every day he learns something new. And I've loved every age in between. I generally love watching the process of them growing up.

My 4yo is bossy too. He tries to direct his older cousins when they're playing together and they just look at me like, "Do we have to listen to him?" lol

Amy said...

Jill - "Do we have to listen to him?" - that's so funny!!

I have enjoyed every age - each having new reasons to be special. (Well, there were a few teenage girl ages that might be in question. And might not be over yet actually.) But all three of my kids have been so hilarious and wonderful at 2 & 3 - I think it's been my favorite.

They are talking and discovering and so darn funny, but they are still babies in diapers with baby chub and baby smell. That's what gets me about it.

Jessica Miller Kelley said...

That is precious! I love two-year-olds. The summer in college I worked in a day care center, it was in the two-year-old room and they were darling--and said the funniest things.

I was just in Target (I'm taking the day off) and saw a stuffed Yoda that Shark might like for his room.

Full time mom, part-time nurse said...

I agree that 2 & 3 are the best ages. They are still babies but are now developing into individuals. I miss those days.

Amanda said...

Honestly, I feel pretty blessed to realize that "this moment" is always my favorite, except of course at bedtime, then 9 times out of 10 it feels like torture.

Michelle Smiles said...

Sabrina is so bossy. She will even proudly tell you "I bossy."

I've had fun at every age so far. I didn't expect to love newborn but the soft, cuddly, nuzzling - how couldn't I love that? We'll see how it progresses as they get older, I might decide I have a favorite age.

Amy said...

Michelle - "I bossy." See - that's so funny! It's really hard not to laugh.

Ellen Stewart (aka Ellie/El) said...

Seriously? EVERY age. I found him cute, precocious (in the best way, not the annoying way), and witty every year. I love him most now at 22.

I miss every single stage. They were all the best.

Amy @ Taste Like Crazy said...

Maybe I'm just a HUGE dork but I swear I didn't see a comment link earlier.

We took Cara and Ollie to the outdoor mall today and Cara absolutely lost it because she didn't want to leave the bookstore. I'm talking snot running out of her mouth, tongue talkin', feet kickin', LOST it.

Tucker and I just laughed.

People were looking at us like they felt sorry for us and we just thought it was funny.

At two, they just don't get why they have quit doing something after 45 minutes. It's still fun to them. It doesn't matter that she was half asleep and hadn't eaten in six hours.

Like I said on Twitter, I've loved every stage but this one is the most interesting. She can actually communicate in complete sentences now and though, at times I wish she would just stick a sock in it, the communication has definitely made for a wild [and usually fun] ride.

Amy said...

Amy - I agree! I love that they can talk, but they say everything funny. Even things that are clearly articulated. Bear will ask me "You sure?" and it's the cutest thing EVER. I'll ask him something and he'll say, "Maybe." And from a 2 year old it's just hilarious.

Tertium Quid said...

Year and a half and at three for us. I remember her throwing food off the feeding table.

Digital Asp said...

OMG how adorable is he!?!?! Incredibly. Those sweet little not-quite-baby-anymore lips all puckered up and covered with (what looks like) Ravioli or Hawaiian punch. I just love it. I wish we had at least one boy...

I can just see him hollering at you 'I NOT!' How can you keep from laughing?

Sophia's fav thing right now is pointing straight at me and hollering (with a HUGE grin) 'Dada!'

She's soooooooooo proud...

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