That I would cheer for someone when they used the potty and that they would return the favor when they insisted on being present every – single – time – I used the bathroom. That I would have entire conversations perched on the tub with someone while they pooped (and not have had alcohol been involved) That I would have to ask someone not to stick ping pong balls in my bra. That I […]
I’ve noticed lately that raising a toddler is sort of like living with that creepy kid from the old Twilight Zone show that could wish people into the cornfield. They’re sort of “trying” to do the right thing but sometimes miss it by a mile and you have to walk a fine line between crushing their tiny little spirits and helping them to learn how to do things better without […]
They say that raising a toddler is similar to raising a teenager. Both are desperately trying to establish their independence and both can be exceedingly frustrating in their lack of communication. While I most certainly see the parallels, there are some instances where I really do hope that toddler behavior isn’t going to come back when she’s in her teen years. Running around naked with a fist full of Mardi […]
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