What do you write about a little fellow who was grouchy AND hyper all day? Suffice it to say that 19 month olds are not the best sewing assistants and aren't too helpful when cleaning the kitchen. All day long I was removing sharp objects from his grasp and dealing with the crying spells that followed.
He has learned to get angry when you take something from him. He wanted a banana, and we gave him one. I took it back to peel it so that he could eat it, and he got so furious and upset that, even though I handed it right back, he had to take several minutes to calm down before he could eat it. Big, fat tears, and red, splotchy face...the whole works! Welcome, Terrible Twos.
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