Three has been the hardest. All of my friends warned me about this. They said Terrible 2's is really 3's. This has been my experience. It was weird, it was like the week he turned 3, it all changed. Two was a breeze.
Post by statlerwaldorf on Sept 9, 2012 22:16:36 GMT -5
2 has been a lot worse than 3 so far, but I think a lot of it was the communication issues. It makes me dread get teenage years. She already has huge mood swings.
I'm in the midst of terrible threes. She is so much smarter than when she was 2, I think that is the issue. BUT when she is good, she really is a delight.
I'm glad to here that 3 year olds are hard for everyone and not just me.
Post by EmilieMadison on Sept 9, 2012 22:48:56 GMT -5
Ah, the demon 3 year old. Yes. You know how much I understand the drinking. Give Molly a big, HUGE birthday hug and kiss from me. I know she'll give you a dirty look for it. Get a picture of that. And then get some video of her shuffling around like AbFab's Eddy. She kills me, that Molly girl!
Post by daisyheadmaizie on Sept 10, 2012 6:42:44 GMT -5
3 was by far worse than 2. And, 4 seems to either be really, really awesome or so terrible I want to poke my eyes out with a dull, rusty fork. I have high hopes that 5 is the year of no sass. Also, the teenage years scare me after 3 and 4.
I'm so not looking forward to DD turning 3 in January. She is such a sweet little thing right now and I don't want this phase to end! Hope Molly's 4th bday comes quickly for you
Welcome to the club! I have an internal count down until 4. My son was in fine form this weekend, I could not do one thing right for him. I was kinda grateful to go back to my hotel today.
If it makes you feel better Jack was/is very spirited or as I like to say feral. Three was very embarassing and had me thinking I sucked as a parent.
Now Jack is almost five and it is like night and day. Sure he is still a wild child, but he is polite, and has impulse control, and understands consequences, and is sweet as can be. We finally see a really great kid emerging. And I will always admire his spunk even if it makes parenting hard sometimes.
So Molly will come out on the other side. You got this.
My mom always said Treacherous Threes, not Terrible Twos.
My sister, on her third birthday, walked out of her room and said "Okay, I'm three now, so how 'bout you do what you want, and I'll do what I want." And walked away, lol!
Ugh, toledo...I'm sorry. We've had weeks (MONTHS) like this at our house, too, and at times I'm convinced that no one is coming out of this alive. Blah. I hope that the demon is exorcised soon.