We’re in a good place right now in The Daveye household. No one is sick, we’re in a good routine for our summer break, everyone is sleeping well and the boys haven’t had any super big fights in the last several days. They definitely still argue on a daily basis, there’s tantrums or back talk throughout the day but I can’t recall the last incident where I wanted to strangle both of them by the time it was over.
Plus these little boys are turning into little guys right before our eyes. They’re saying funny things on a daily basis. Not the kind of things that are supposed to be funny. Just stuff that makes me smile or chuckle to myself.
Like when one said his pee was the color of sunshine.
Or when one was asking about the star rating buttons on Netflix and responded “OH LOOK! Look at how much we like this one!”
Miles continues to tell random strangers. “This is my brother Graham. He’s mean to me.” He’ll tell cashiers at the grocery store. The person giving him a hair cut. The welcoming tour guide at the local YMCA. We’ve had a lot of talks about this whole “Graham is the mean one” mentality. We’re getting there. Lately Miles has been heard saying “This is my brother Graham. He sometimes does things that are mean to me.”
And then there’s Graham. Not hitting on a daily basis anymore but still so up in everyone’s face. I guess he just has a very close personal bubble. He loves interacting with Alice to a fault and will go up to any random toddler at the park and start following them around. There’s the time just a couple days ago that he bit Miles on the back, hard, really hard. Doesn’t help with my talks with Miles.
But I do think the impulse control is getting better.
Ever so slightly.
Then there’s times when Graham is sitting in the car seat that is “rightfully” his (we rotate who gets front and who gets back each time we get in the car) and upon seeing Miles was upset over it and hearing me start into my explanation of why it was Graham’s turn, he gets up without a word and just moves to the other seat so Miles can sit where he wants.
Or when Miles is cleaning up his clothes off the floor and does Graham’s clothes too without being asked.
Sometimes there’s little moments that remind me how these two totally different little creatures are twins after all. Brothers for life.
Some day down the road I’ll have to spend more time writing about my journey with Positive Discipline. I’ve done some online crash courses, read a few books and taken a one day workshop. It’s been good for my mental state and helps me be the parent I envisioned I’d be.
If you’re in the middle of “terrible twos” or have a stubborn or strong willed kiddo I highly recommend looking into it.