Change in plans for St. Jude’s. Clearly, I am not a details person and didn’t plan this well. I can’t link to the kids’ charity page because it affiliates them with their daycare and we keep that information private. Thanks for being willing, but perhaps I’ll just stick with bugging our friends and family instead! 🙂
I’ve posted before about how Chris and I had to call for reinforcements when raising our spitfire, Gracie. Turns out, she is what we call a “spirited child,” which I can only assume is the politically correct way of saying she’s a real pisser.
Two was a really hard year for Gracie. And Chris and I drank heavily. HA! Just kidding! Kind of…
She just seemed to come into her strong personality so much faster than Bean did, or really than most kids do, I think. Her communication skills were not as quick as she wanted them to be, and she was so frustrated that A) she wasn’t understood sometimes and B) when she was understood, we always seemed to say no to her. Gracie spent much of her second year in her time out chair.
Well, that’s not really true because she wouldn’t STAY in her time out chair. She really spend most of her year in her bedroom, either calming herself down or revving herself up. There is very seldom middle ground with Gracie.
The closer Gracie got to three years old, the better things got around our house. She was talking up a storm! And that seemed to be the biggest improvement. She still is not very good at being patient. For example, if we buy something at the store, Gracie does not understand why we can’t open it RIGHT THERE IN THE CHECK OUT AISLE. And if you tell her that she has to wait, she will either cry uncontrollably until you give her what she wants (which we never give in to, so there are many, many tears in many, many public places) or she asks you 10,000 times until she is able to have whatever she wants.
She’s persistent and focused, if nothing else. She’ll be a real go-getter when she’s an adult.
But aside from the impatience thing, which kind of comes with her age anyway, she is becoming much more agreeable and flexible. She is still not great at compromising (to the extent that three-year-olds compromise…), but she’s learning that we have rules and boundaries and she is slowly getting tired of testing them.
Still, though, even at three-years-old, we still have “Gracie Days.” These are those days where Gracie is in rare form. Temper tantrums, hitting, yelling “NO!” at Chris and I whenever we tell her something. Those days are fun. But nothing snaps Gracie out of those “Gracie Days” better than water play.
We started using water play with her over a year ago when we read the book “Raising Your Spirited Child.” I knew it was a wonderful trick when she was not able to communicate so well and just needed something to calm her down. But even now that she is talking in full sentences and can carry on conversations really well, the water still has a soothing effect on Gracie. It’s magic.
Chris and I are just worried that she’s going to be 16 years old with her feet still in our kitchen sink.
You laugh, but… seriously. I’m going to need a bigger sink.