Tin has decided that everything bugs him – the changing table bugs him, whatever I give him to eat bugs him, not being able to swing as long as he wants bugs him, making him turn in a direction he doesn’t want to go in bugs him, removing deadly objects from his hands bugs him. The problem with Tin is he doesn’t know how to deal with what bugs him.
So we are trying to figure it all out. Sometimes you just can’t hold the things you want but that’s okay. Sometimes you are your own worst enemy because actually the food is yummy – we figured this out today when he was crying and miserable because he didn’t like the looks of his food – it was actually yummy brown rice with vegetables and Turkish spices and I know he likes it so at one point, against my better judgment in most cases, when he had his mouth wide open and tears streaming down, I placed a small spoonful in his mouth.
Remarkably he changed his mind and decided he was actually hungry.
I then helped him try to feed himself – he’s so ambidextrous that he’s having trouble deciding not only the position of the spoon but which hand he wants to hold it in so we muddled through and then I got two calls in a row and Tatjana took over and he got most of it in his mouth by the end.
i am laughing. i thought the terrible 2s didnt start until, well, age 2. but at about tin’s age my kid also started reacting to all kinds of stuff. it’s exhuasting. i am torn between hoping the stage passes soon and wanting to savor this age because it goes so fast. depends on the moment i guess 🙂 wine helps.
Maybe Tin’s gonna be an entomologist. Then everything can be a bug. Have you figured out who I am, Rachel?
C – wine and whine, that’s my motto.
Rotatingmass – I only know one person who would have said that and it’s you.