Four Year Old’s Meltdown Caught On Tape

To those readers who are new parents, here is something you may want to see to know what to expect in a few years. Thing 1’s power struggles have been fodder for this site before. But this time, I actually caught one on tape.

This one was actually pretty tame by his prior standards. It started one weekend afternoon. He gave up taking naps on weekends a long time ago, even though he takes one every day at preschool.

The sequence of events is as follows.

Thing 1 says he needs a tissue. But he goes into his “I’m too weak and it’s too hard to move” routine, choosing to lay on the stairs instead. After making the long trek up the stairs, he returns to say there are no tissues. More accurately, there are no tissues because he put them all in the trash. The whole box.

I send him to his room. Crying ensues. After being in his room for a few minutes, he starts to bang the door. I go up to check. He denies doing it.

More of the same. More crying. Just another day with a four year old.

I can’t wait to show him this video in about 25 years, when he has a new baby, so he’ll know what to expect.

Something Only A Parent Could Love

SuburbanMommy noted the other day that I don’t write about Thing 3. Well, a 10 month old doesn’t provide a lot of material. Certainly not compared to Thing 1 and Thing 2, with their potty training and assorted adventures.

But, Thing 3 has made a lot of progress in the last few weeks. He’s mastered crawling and is starting to pull himself up. He still falls down a lot (see 1:30 into the video), which can be quite amusing. And he slobbers like a bulldog.

I don’t remember this much drool with the first two. Thing 3 has been teething for eight months. Constant slobber, drool, and putting everything in his mouth. And I mean everything. Mulch, shoes, shoe laces, fingers, keys. Basically whatever he can get his hands on goes in his mouth. We’re talking about a baby, not a bulldog.

Home Alone Part Deux

Looking back at my home alone weekend, I can laugh at it now. We all made it through. No major incidents to report. The house is a little dirtier. My hair a little grayer.

Here is what SuburbanMommy was doing this weekend. She’s the one with the empty wine glass.

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For comparison, here’s a look at what the weekend was like for me. This video wasn’t recorded this weekend. There was no time to think about capturing videos. I was very focused on the moment. As in, please let this moment be over. But this video pretty much sums up what the weekend was like.