So the Phoenix is already 18 months old, which is amazing, and the Highlander… well, he’s three. And a half.
Which would be amazing, if he weren’t acting so very much like a 13-year-old.
“Just leave me alone!”
“Stop talking to me like that!”
This is, essentially, his reaction to all behavior correction. He goes to his room and pouts, basically, and doesn’t want to talk about anything. Which honestly isn’t that big of a deal, because it saves me from having to put him in time out, but it is hard to stay totally calm while a three year old paces around and avoids eye contact.
Until he stubs his toe or something, at which point he comes over for a hug. Then starts pacing again and ranting about being left alone.
This is actually an improvement. I mean, it isn’t exactly a tantrum. The morning tantrums and the constant anger have dissipated since we changed schools. Everything is basically fine until around bedtime, when the teenage thing starts up. It is a weird behavior, and one that I can’t really trace to any source.
Still, a great deal of the time, I have a happy, well adjusted kid who says please and thank you and is back to being very helpful and interested in what is going on around him, so I’m pretty happy with the school move.
He might be picking this up from his sister. The Phoenix has decided that she is going to start potty training. And by ‘decided’, I mean that she will throw an incredible, monster fit if you try to put a diaper on her during the day, and she will eventually take it off. During the fit, she says “potty!” “Potttttyyyyy” over and over and over.
So we’ve decided to go with this. Why not, right? Unfortunately, she will accept no help or advice in this new stage of her development. If I pick her up to put her on the potty, she screams at me. Then climbs off. Then tries to climb on again, with varying degrees of success.
I should mention that the phoenix is in the 25th percentile for height, and 5th for weight. She is, in a word, tiny. And remarkably strong. And better at Ju Jitsu than you would think possible for a 20 pound person.
But still tiny, so climbing onto the big toilet (which she occasionally insists that she absolutely MUST use) is an adventure.
Of course, she has yet to actually pee in any potty. So this potty training thing has been a real exercise in patience. The potty training books say you should “make” the kid clean up any accidents. The Phoenix insists on cleaning up, so that isn’t exactly negative reinforcement. She just doesn’t seem upset about her lack of progress, and we’re trying not to do anything shaming or angry, because the good folks at the new school claim they know what they are doing.
The folks at the new school claim that this will just happen, naturally, eventually. She’ll start using the potty. Be patient, they say.
I’m wondering if I’m in the hands of woo. Are these crazed montessorians going to destroy my house in a flood of baby pee? I guess only time will tell.