Somehow I have been convincing myself that the Bear isn't going to go through the infamous Terrible Twos stage. Oh how wrong I was.
One minute the Bear is giving hugs. Even to broccoli.
And he's showing off his vegetable and fruit spotting skills.
And he's helping Mommy take off her boots.
And even putting them away.
And even helping load the laundry.
And then the next moment. He's riding his fire truck.
Mommy explains that it's ok to ride. But we need to be careful not to touch the walls. And bam - into the wall he goes. Then an attempt to explain why we shouldn't bump into the wall. Then immediately after - bam - into the wall he goes. Then another attempt to say no thank you. And here's the Bear's response.
Even as I type, the Bear is having a tantrum. Ugh. Parenthood. What bliss.
But then all of a sudden, the dark clouds part and it's sunny again. Here's the Bear with Daddy dancing to the Grateful Dead. Makes a Mom forget about the painful tantrum. Almost.
One minute the Bear is giving hugs. Even to broccoli.
And he's showing off his vegetable and fruit spotting skills.
And he's helping Mommy take off her boots.
And even putting them away.
And even helping load the laundry.
And then the next moment. He's riding his fire truck.
Mommy explains that it's ok to ride. But we need to be careful not to touch the walls. And bam - into the wall he goes. Then an attempt to explain why we shouldn't bump into the wall. Then immediately after - bam - into the wall he goes. Then another attempt to say no thank you. And here's the Bear's response.
Even as I type, the Bear is having a tantrum. Ugh. Parenthood. What bliss.
But then all of a sudden, the dark clouds part and it's sunny again. Here's the Bear with Daddy dancing to the Grateful Dead. Makes a Mom forget about the painful tantrum. Almost.
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