What to expect the preschool years
After a long day full of whining and sass-mouth from my almost 4-year-old, we are all gathering in the kitchen to enjoy a bedtime snack. I go to assemble the snack Isaac requested and almost instantly he collapses into a fussing mess because -- surprise -- he doesn't want it anymore.
In my exasperated state I turn around and ask him, "Isaac, do you ever just stop and say to yourself, 'I think this time I will not fuss?'"
He collects himself in a half-second. With all the dramatic seriousness in the world he tells me, "No, mommy, I can't say that. I don't have those words."
In my exasperated state I turn around and ask him, "Isaac, do you ever just stop and say to yourself, 'I think this time I will not fuss?'"
He collects himself in a half-second. With all the dramatic seriousness in the world he tells me, "No, mommy, I can't say that. I don't have those words."
posted by Claire at 3:12 PM
2 Comments:
did you say, "i'll teach you those words then." :-) ah, lovely children.
let me just say, i think you're doing a great job!
Thanks, Kendra. ;) It's nice to hear that!
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