We have officially entered the temper tantrum stage. Tonight, he had three of them, and I am officially exhausted. First, when I pick him up from day care, he immediately demands to be let down so that he can walk through the lobby of the building to the elevator bank. This is about a 300 foot walk, and he gets easily distracted by other people, things, noises, etc. I usually let him walk until we get close to the elevators and then pick him up to get on the elevator. When I went to pick him up tonight, he threw his head back and started screaming. Thankfully, it was short lived and he was okay by the time we got into the elevator with seven other people. But I know the day is coming quickly when he will scream until we get to our car.
Then, I made spinach, mushroom, chicken enchiladas for dinner, and he did not want anything to do with them. We fed him some various other food items, and then I decided to let him practice using a spoon and gave him some blueberry yogurt. He loooves using a spoon, but it takes him forever to eat that way. I let him feed himself yogurt for about twenty minutes, and then I took it away to take him upstairs to get him to the bath. He kicked and screamed for a good five minutes while I carried him upstairs, took off his clothes, and put him in the bath. It was not until I gave him his toothbrush that he calmed down.
Speaking of his toothbrush....I took it away from him after about five minutes of "brushing" his teeth in the bathtub. And he completely flipped out. He stood up in the tub, pointing at the toothbrush and screamed and cried. He was bouncing up and down, almost shaking. I felt bad for him, but at the same time, it was so ridiculous...he wanted a toothbrush?! After that, I had Frank come upstairs to put on his PJs and get him to bed. I was completely exhausted and defeated. Thankfully, he calmed down enough before I left to give me some kisses and say goodnight, so I know he still loves me. I am NOT looking forward to more nights like this, but I know that they are coming!