Yep, my little boy decided that it is ok to put his face under water, and next thing I know we are jumping in and retrieving toys off the bottom of the pool. He is turning 2 at the end of March, so I guess his chronological age is 1 year and 7 months.
Today I tried to put Emma's skates on his little feet to see if he can balance on the blades, and yep, he did not want to take them off. In fact he got quite pissed off. The skating rink is a prime space for tantrums, as he is very frustrated by a whole bunch of things:
- mom makes me wear mittens
-mom is not making the zamboni miraculously appear whenever I ask for "car, car, car"
-Emma and all the other kids are zooming by on their skates and I am just toddling on my boots
-mom is putting these silly bobs on my feet but they are obviously not skates and I do not like them
-big kids are playing hockey too close and too fast for my taste and they freak me out
-I am cold but still don't want to wear my mittens
-Mom makes me go home and I clearly am not ready. Even though I am freezing cold and hungry-cranky-tired.
He has so much character, and if I am not exhausted, I actually find him pretty funny in a very endearing way. However, lately I am running in the snow, and as a consequence I feel exhausted on my running days, with bone-deep tiredness and aching, headaches from the bright light, and lots of questions about why I keep on doing these crazy outdoor workouts when I have a perfectly good treadmill and a running track (the answer: because it is so beautiful outside, and winter is 8 months long around here, so I have to get out). So I am occasionally too tired to laugh, and sometimes too tired to abstain from out of control yelling at my kids.
My number one thing to work on: stop yelling at the kids. I rarely do, but when I do yell at them, it is obviously on days when I am very physically tired, and hence it should be a predictable, maybe even preventable occurrence. My number two thing: lose 5 lb of Halloween candy fat. Number three: get acclimatized to the snow again so that I can start feeling more human on my run days.
Things are improving since Daniel is not taking an afternoon nap as well. He used to wake up very cranky, and not get out of that mood for many hours. Now he is good natured all day long. He also used to go to bed at 10 pm, keeping me awake way past my bedtime (which is often 8-9 pm when I am very tired). Now, both kids go to bed at 7:30 pm and I even get some time to blog or play piano, which is so amazing to do again. I can never play when Daniel is awake, because he comes to sit on my bench and wants to play as well. Now, I am fantasizing about perfecting old songs, and learning some new ones.