As I have previously mentioned, I have a darling little daughter aged almost 2 years. She is a great joy and an answer to prayer in our house, and to a certain extend, she gets away with a lot. Well, that was until recently...
The 2 year tantrums have hid us in full blown, normally, when she has what she shouldn't have or wants to do something that is far above her capabilities. But not anymore...
Our main issues of meltdowns lately comes as the results of her wishing to have either, a certain purple dinosaur singing happy songs to her, or because she is trying to catch the remaining 4 ducklings running around the yard or mom is confiscating her dough.
So what is the problem you may ask?
For 1. The reason there are 4 remaining ducklings is because she loved 2 of their siblings to death.
and 2. After more than a month of listening to said dinosaur, the fact that we have quite a bit of his DVD's does not make it any less tedious for the rest of the family to endure this method of torture.
and then 3. Do you know in what funny places you can find dough in my house? I rather not mention all of them...
Yes, I know, when it comes to the dinosaur, I only have myself to blame, exposing her to him at an age, where he is totally a hero to them all. BUT I NEEDED THAT AFTERNOON NAP!!!
As for the ducklings, well I blame my ducks for them. I did not say they must breed so successfully. (Anyone looking for ducks?)
But the dough?! It was suppose to be good for her on a development level. (It seems to be working too well...) (ponder)
So what to do? Now, if it was just mommy and me, I might have actually won some of the battles, but madam is clever. You see, there are at least 3 males in the house, with not one of them who can stand her crying. What do you do if your daughter has the entire male population of your house doing the twist around her little finger?
At the moment, the 2 year tantrum fight cycle in our house goes something like this:
1. Madam asks to watch DVD of said dinosaur.
2. Mom says "NO!!! not again".
3. Madam goes crying to male #1.
4. He comes pleading her case with mom.
5. Mom says "NO!!!" again.
6. Madam goes crying to male #2.
7. He really pleads her case, as he cannot stand her crying.
8. Mom says, "Sorry, but the answer is still NO!!!"
9. He storms off to his room, for a meltdown of his own.
10. Madam waits for male # 3 to come home.
11. He takes her to the DVD shelf, choose a dinosaur movie and sneak it off to his room.
12. The Purple Dinosaur rules the house for the next hour....
As for the duckling fights; She has discovered that when everyone else is nicely occupied, she can take a chair, open the garage door, escape the house, into the rain and follow the ducklings around the garden.
We normally only cotton on when the mom and dad duck starts quacking like there is no tomorrow. At least it seems the last 4 ducklings have discovered they can escape her if they run to mom and dad, as they are big enough to bite back.
A third "D" stand for dough, or rather, playdough. Madam discovered this wonderful medium early in the rainy season. Now, this should give her hours of blissful play and endless entertainment and so it does. She loves breaking of little pieces and making playdough spots on the floors, tile or carpet, doesn't matter. Mom's bed is another part of the house that needs redecorating as far as she is concerned. O, and it is far better to play cooking playdough in mom's cookware, that her own.
When that gets old, there is always the dogs that needs to have some colour in their food, or maybe the cockatiels need some extra salt in their diet. And sometimes, she can't decide what she wants to do the most. Jump on the trampoline or play with her dough, and we end up with rather funny looking colourful spots on our grass.
So yes, life is not quiet in my house. At least I know that by 8pm, the monster is asleep and all that is left is a little angel sleeping in her bed, all cute in pink.
So what is the blessing in all this? I know that my daughter is strong willed, brilliant at managing people and a great plan maker. She shows intelligence and initiative. So yes, I'm blessed. But phew!!! It is a blessing that can be tiring...
So, off to bed I go for some well deserved sleep. Goodnight world.
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