Something Terrible This Way Comes

I think the Terrible Twos have started, and we are not even 1.5 yet! The Son throws the most elaborate tantrums now, some of them for no particular reason, and there is really no end to the constant head shaking (accompanied by whole body shaking). Do you want milk? No. Do you want food? No. Do you want to play with Mama? No no no no.

This morning, the door stopper could not be removed from the wall (it's screwed down) and some people threw a blind fit, with the crying and the falling down whilst crying, and the smacking of the bad door stopper, and the increased volume of crying. I read my paper and drank the coffee until he realised there was no attention being paid and then he comes charging over and pulls the paper away to cry for an audience. This is why I am about 60% news-free today. Never got beyond the Natsteel proxy fight, or whatever that was.

Then the Preferred Parent came into the room and there were rainbows and smiles and people were laughing and playing and behaving like good little boys. I felt like there was a little sign above my head, like a detergent label, that said "Mama - Now with 50% less fun".

In other news, his pre-molars have arrived but we still cannot get him to brush his teeth. This is not good.