Battle Royale (with pleas)
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grammarwomanI suspect that a primary component of the Terribleness attributed to a toddler's Twos is the Independent phase.
The Emperor's new favorite phrase is "I can do it!", usually invoked in an activity that we'd like to get done Right Now, and he wants to put off until, oh, does next week work for us? The worst is bedtime, when we're putting him into his PJs. Two nights ago, the husband was off helping out at the house of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
delilahbean, so I got to do daycare pickup, dinner, and bedtime all by myself. At sleepytime, the Emperor, clad in nothing but a diaper, staunchly insisted that he could put on his own pajamas -- "My shirt! My pants!" However many times I agreed that he could do it, but that he needed to do it NOW, he just gave me a stinker grin and waved the separate clothing components about in the air (for lo, he did indeed not care). Any attempt I made to grab the clothes away from him and put them on him invoked screaming and peeling them right off again. It took several iterations of dumping him in his crib sans clothes and walking away to get it through to him that normally easygoing Mommy had completely lost her patience. Then, I had to wait until I actually heard wails coming from his room (not from me leaving so much as from his frustration that he couldn't climb out of his crib without discomfort) until he was chastened enough to actually don the damned garments.
Last night went a little better, but we still had to repeat the steps with the crib and the walking away. Hopefully tonight the Emperor will understand that We Mean Business, and just put his jammies on right away.
I realize this is an important step in his development, and yes, I would appreciate him being able to dress himself. The waiting involved, though, is driving me nuts.
The Emperor's new favorite phrase is "I can do it!", usually invoked in an activity that we'd like to get done Right Now, and he wants to put off until, oh, does next week work for us? The worst is bedtime, when we're putting him into his PJs. Two nights ago, the husband was off helping out at the house of
delilahbean, so I got to do daycare pickup, dinner, and bedtime all by myself. At sleepytime, the Emperor, clad in nothing but a diaper, staunchly insisted that he could put on his own pajamas -- "My shirt! My pants!" However many times I agreed that he could do it, but that he needed to do it NOW, he just gave me a stinker grin and waved the separate clothing components about in the air (for lo, he did indeed not care). Any attempt I made to grab the clothes away from him and put them on him invoked screaming and peeling them right off again. It took several iterations of dumping him in his crib sans clothes and walking away to get it through to him that normally easygoing Mommy had completely lost her patience. Then, I had to wait until I actually heard wails coming from his room (not from me leaving so much as from his frustration that he couldn't climb out of his crib without discomfort) until he was chastened enough to actually don the damned garments.Last night went a little better, but we still had to repeat the steps with the crib and the walking away. Hopefully tonight the Emperor will understand that We Mean Business, and just put his jammies on right away.
I realize this is an important step in his development, and yes, I would appreciate him being able to dress himself. The waiting involved, though, is driving me nuts.
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Date: 2007-06-27 09:44 pm (UTC)