Everyone told me that 4 was a Wonder Year. And oh-my-god, it has been. Declan has been a total joy from the minute he turned 4 in September. Except for the last month.
Seriously, is there some Half Year Disease that biologically creeps out of their pores as they approach their half birthday? All we have been getting lately is No, But, Tears, Stomping and Arguments.
I do remember reading somewhere about a developmental stage at 3.5 where kids have another adjustment period. Do they do this crap every year?
In Declan’s case, he is obviously pushing for more control. As a control freak myself, this is both easy and hard in that I understand his need – but hello. *I* like to be in control.
For example, yesterday he was cleaning up his room. And he decided he would pull all his shoes out of his hanging shoe tree and line them up against his wall next to his bed. Anyone who knows me knows that ain’t happenin’. So, I tell him that while his idea is really creative, his shoes need to go back in the shoe tree. He resists. We start a verbal tug of war that, in recent memory, would have ended in an argument. So I sit down next to him and say these words. “Well, what do you think we should do?”
And he gets this gleam in his eyes and says, “Let’s put the shoes in the shoe tree in the exact order I have them here on the floor.”
Maybe the monster just needed some kibbles and bits.