Dear Landon,
Are you growing? You must be growing. Because any 3 year old that can eat 9 chicken nuggets plus fries and an hour later say “I hungry,” has to be growing. I just want you to be able to wear your current clothes until spring really hits, so I don’t have to search for the bigger sized long pants when all the places I know of are only carrying shorts now.
This month you have started a couple of new lovely habits in arguing. One goes something like this. “No it not, you see?” If I disagree with you even slightly, you are out to prove your point, whether it’s obviously wrong or not. And it always ends with “you see?” The second is what I guess I should change my name to, because I am more often referred to as “but Mommy” than I am by just “Mommy.” I have repeatedly asked you to stop calling me “but Mommy,” and you steadfastly refuse.
I did finally figure out that I can get you to stop arguing ahead of time if I see it coming by 20 or 30 minutes prior to the event, saying “this is going to happen, and when it does, we have to do this and there will be no arguing about it, okay?” And you stare off into space pretending to be deaf. And then I say “say ‘okay.’” And you say “oooooh-kaaaaaay.” And poof, no fit. Of course this only works when I can predict the fits, so it’s not fool proof.
Routine is still very important to you. You are also saying “Mommy, I want you,” a lot. My response is always “You got me, baby. I’m right here, and I’ll always be here for you.” And the one time I left the last part off about always being there for you, you screamed back at me “SAY YOU ALWAYS BE HERE FOR ME, MOMMY!”
You remind me so much of your cousin Joshua when he was your age that sometimes I even call you Joshua by accident. Both of you have such sweet spirits and curiosity. And both of you have hearts of pure gold. It’s no wonder that you love him so much and every time we do anything family related you ask if “big Joshua” will be there. [Little Joshua is a Joshua in your class at school.] I’m pretty sure the feeling is mutual.
One thing I would like you to work on is that whining. Specifically the asking for something, receiving said thing and STILL whining about it. Um, hello? You got your way – stop whining.
Love,
But Mommy
Are you growing? You must be growing. Because any 3 year old that can eat 9 chicken nuggets plus fries and an hour later say “I hungry,” has to be growing. I just want you to be able to wear your current clothes until spring really hits, so I don’t have to search for the bigger sized long pants when all the places I know of are only carrying shorts now.
This month you have started a couple of new lovely habits in arguing. One goes something like this. “No it not, you see?” If I disagree with you even slightly, you are out to prove your point, whether it’s obviously wrong or not. And it always ends with “you see?” The second is what I guess I should change my name to, because I am more often referred to as “but Mommy” than I am by just “Mommy.” I have repeatedly asked you to stop calling me “but Mommy,” and you steadfastly refuse.
I did finally figure out that I can get you to stop arguing ahead of time if I see it coming by 20 or 30 minutes prior to the event, saying “this is going to happen, and when it does, we have to do this and there will be no arguing about it, okay?” And you stare off into space pretending to be deaf. And then I say “say ‘okay.’” And you say “oooooh-kaaaaaay.” And poof, no fit. Of course this only works when I can predict the fits, so it’s not fool proof.
Routine is still very important to you. You are also saying “Mommy, I want you,” a lot. My response is always “You got me, baby. I’m right here, and I’ll always be here for you.” And the one time I left the last part off about always being there for you, you screamed back at me “SAY YOU ALWAYS BE HERE FOR ME, MOMMY!”
You remind me so much of your cousin Joshua when he was your age that sometimes I even call you Joshua by accident. Both of you have such sweet spirits and curiosity. And both of you have hearts of pure gold. It’s no wonder that you love him so much and every time we do anything family related you ask if “big Joshua” will be there. [Little Joshua is a Joshua in your class at school.] I’m pretty sure the feeling is mutual.
One thing I would like you to work on is that whining. Specifically the asking for something, receiving said thing and STILL whining about it. Um, hello? You got your way – stop whining.
Love,
But Mommy
3 comments:
Too cute. I can tell you that I am definitely enjoying three more than I did two. Although Bear has started into a bossy phase that is driving me crazy.
Oh Sammy says that to me all the time... I want you Mommy! It drives me nuts... bc he is hanging onto me right at that moment. I am sure in a few years I will miss it ;)
And yes!! Sam is going through a growth spurt too - I am lucky to have all of Henry's clothes to dive into.. but he has jumped a clothing size from what Henry was in for sure!
I still do that with Phoebe. I warn her in advance of what is going to happen and it very much cuts down on the tantrums.
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