Frustrated With Frustration.

This past week Tom has started a fun new thing called “screaming and kicking when he’s frustrated.”

It’s as awesome as it sounds.

I don’t know why, but I thought this would surely not happen until he was walking.

Which would be great, because then I could run away from him when he did it and he could chase me and we could turn it into a really fun game.

Or he wouldn’t chase me and I’d just run away.

Anyway, I had big plans for his future temper tantrums.

And as most of my big future plans go — this one didn’t go exactly as I hoped and now I’ve got a screaming, kicking crawler on my hands.

It wouldn’t be so bad if what frustrated him made sense.

But currently, I don’t get it. Things that cause breakdowns include:

–Not letting him go outside in 20 degree weather with no jacket, no shoes and no socks.

–Trying to put a jacket, shoes and socks on him.

–Not letting him unroll all the toilet paper.

–Not letting him rock the humidifier in his room until it knocks over and spills water everywhere.

–Putting on pants.

–Not letting him turn on the hot water spout and putting his hand under it.

–Not letting him eat his weight in veggie puff snacks.

–Playing with his blocks.

Like…what? He LOVED playing with his blocks. And then one day he hated it.

At first, we thought it was because he was having trouble building a tower of blocks by himself.

But since then, whenever I just put the blocks in his pail and he overturns them, he then cries and kicks.

Nuts.

And I’ve got to tell you — his frustrations are frustrating me.

So much so, that I’ve just tried to avoid the stuff I can avoid.

I’ve moved his humidifier and I’ve closed the bathroom door. Which means our little bathroom is a sauna if any of you guys need a warm up.

I hide his veggie snacks until snack time.

And I don’t make him wear pants.

Just kidding.

(Although, you know Kevin wouldn’t.)

A couple of times when he’s thrown a fit, I’ve let out a very big, loud sigh.

I’ve found that my tantrum about his tantrum stops his tantrum.

Seriously — where do you think he gets his temper from?

I’m baffled.

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2 Responses to Frustrated With Frustration.

  1. Toddlers are nothing if not irrational. Isn’t it fun?????

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