Did you see this video with the twin newborns having a bath? A sweet picture of sibling perfection as they remain lovingly intertwined as they must have been in the womb.
George and I watched the video together on the kindle as he sat on my lap. Then Mary came over and climbed up to see as well. This made George screech and push her off. She persisted, so he switched to using his feet to keep her from watching the video. I kept pointing to the peaceful example on the screen of how to treat one’s sibling, but he was having none of it.
This second year of his is not the “terrible two’s” as it has been labeled. No. It is the “tyrannical two’s”. As long as the tyrant is given his every desire, he is quite pleasant.
The trick is making him want what you want him to do. The big kids haven’t quite figured this out yet, so they walk around saying no no no no no.
“No, George, you can’t play with that.”
“No, George, that’s my school work.”
“No, George, those are my legos.”
“No, George, that’s dangerous.”
“No, George, get off the table!”
“No, George! GEORGE! GEOOORGE!!! NOOOO!!!!”
Seriously, right now, I am listening to a big kid say “Somebody get this baby! Help me!”
No, I’m not going.
Because right now another big kid has stepped in and is suggesting, deviously, to the baby that he might want to find mommy.
And here he is.